作曲 : Crichton, Crichton, Crichton ... | |
A vision of buildings sitting empty | |
There's not a person to be found | |
All the cars sit silently waiting | |
All the leaves have fallen to the ground | |
Waves crash with no interruption | |
There's not a ship that you can see | |
No rock is thrown to change its motion | |
Rhythms moving, all naturally | |
A sleeping world, just waiting | |
A tired world | |
A sleeping world, just waiting | |
A tired world | |
A phone is ringing in the distance | |
A pulse with no end, no enemy | |
This cry has no one left it can bother | |
The person may have left suddenly | |
A lot of wasted words were spoken | |
Many vain attempts were made | |
No one realized that in the long run | |
It was ourselves we could have saved | |
A sleeping world, just waiting | |
A tired world | |
A sleeping world, just waiting | |
A tired world |
zuo qu : Crichton, Crichton, Crichton ... | |
A vision of buildings sitting empty | |
There' s not a person to be found | |
All the cars sit silently waiting | |
All the leaves have fallen to the ground | |
Waves crash with no interruption | |
There' s not a ship that you can see | |
No rock is thrown to change its motion | |
Rhythms moving, all naturally | |
A sleeping world, just waiting | |
A tired world | |
A sleeping world, just waiting | |
A tired world | |
A phone is ringing in the distance | |
A pulse with no end, no enemy | |
This cry has no one left it can bother | |
The person may have left suddenly | |
A lot of wasted words were spoken | |
Many vain attempts were made | |
No one realized that in the long run | |
It was ourselves we could have saved | |
A sleeping world, just waiting | |
A tired world | |
A sleeping world, just waiting | |
A tired world |
zuò qǔ : Crichton, Crichton, Crichton ... | |
A vision of buildings sitting empty | |
There' s not a person to be found | |
All the cars sit silently waiting | |
All the leaves have fallen to the ground | |
Waves crash with no interruption | |
There' s not a ship that you can see | |
No rock is thrown to change its motion | |
Rhythms moving, all naturally | |
A sleeping world, just waiting | |
A tired world | |
A sleeping world, just waiting | |
A tired world | |
A phone is ringing in the distance | |
A pulse with no end, no enemy | |
This cry has no one left it can bother | |
The person may have left suddenly | |
A lot of wasted words were spoken | |
Many vain attempts were made | |
No one realized that in the long run | |
It was ourselves we could have saved | |
A sleeping world, just waiting | |
A tired world | |
A sleeping world, just waiting | |
A tired world |