| Song | Mary Marie |
| Artist | Tom Verlaine |
| Album | Dreamtime |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Verlaine |
| [00:16.62] | Dried-up corn |
| [00:17.71] | |
| [00:20.39] | All around your well |
| [00:21.93] | |
| [00:24.51] | Fences breaking down |
| [00:27.22] | |
| [00:30.31] | One big mill |
| [00:32.54] | |
| [00:34.74] | So still |
| [00:36.05] | |
| [00:38.28] | Don't it look just like a crown |
| [00:41.61] | |
| [00:43.96] | Mary Marie |
| [00:45.18] | |
| [00:46.46] | Can't they see they can't run your ship aground |
| [00:55.42] | |
| [00:57.48] | Mary Marie |
| [00:58.88] | |
| [01:00.03] | Can't they see they can't borrow what you found |
| [01:08.88] | |
| [01:12.12] | Empty boxes |
| [01:12.90] | |
| [01:15.67] | Piled up one in another |
| [01:17.42] | |
| [01:21.02] | Gleaming in the wind |
| [01:22.60] | |
| [01:25.75] | One huge fountain |
| [01:28.23] | |
| [01:29.94] | Shut down completely |
| [01:31.53] | |
| [01:33.32] | And then the glare begins |
| [01:36.75] | |
| [01:38.97] | Mary Marie |
| [01:40.28] | |
| [01:41.33] | What a waste all the hands that just won't try |
| [01:50.41] | |
| [01:52.67] | Mary Marie |
| [01:54.00] | |
| [01:55.26] | If they taste their own bitterness they'll fry |
| [02:04.07] | |
| [02:19.90] | Last night so foggy |
| [02:21.84] | |
| [02:23.19] | Today the rain |
| [02:24.77] | |
| [02:26.62] | I saw the hand come down on the flame |
| [02:31.73] | |
| [02:33.96] | But the light goes on |
| [02:36.68] | |
| [02:37.91] | I still hear your voice |
| [02:40.26] | |
| [02:41.94] | And how the burning remains |
| [02:45.67] | |
| [02:47.56] | Mary Marie |
| [02:48.71] | |
| [02:50.11] | Taking leave turning mirrors to the wall |
| [02:59.28] | |
| [03:01.15] | Mary Marie |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : Verlaine |
| [00:16.62] | Driedup corn |
| [00:17.71] | |
| [00:20.39] | All around your well |
| [00:21.93] | |
| [00:24.51] | Fences breaking down |
| [00:27.22] | |
| [00:30.31] | One big mill |
| [00:32.54] | |
| [00:34.74] | So still |
| [00:36.05] | |
| [00:38.28] | Don' t it look just like a crown |
| [00:41.61] | |
| [00:43.96] | Mary Marie |
| [00:45.18] | |
| [00:46.46] | Can' t they see they can' t run your ship aground |
| [00:55.42] | |
| [00:57.48] | Mary Marie |
| [00:58.88] | |
| [01:00.03] | Can' t they see they can' t borrow what you found |
| [01:08.88] | |
| [01:12.12] | Empty boxes |
| [01:12.90] | |
| [01:15.67] | Piled up one in another |
| [01:17.42] | |
| [01:21.02] | Gleaming in the wind |
| [01:22.60] | |
| [01:25.75] | One huge fountain |
| [01:28.23] | |
| [01:29.94] | Shut down completely |
| [01:31.53] | |
| [01:33.32] | And then the glare begins |
| [01:36.75] | |
| [01:38.97] | Mary Marie |
| [01:40.28] | |
| [01:41.33] | What a waste all the hands that just won' t try |
| [01:50.41] | |
| [01:52.67] | Mary Marie |
| [01:54.00] | |
| [01:55.26] | If they taste their own bitterness they' ll fry |
| [02:04.07] | |
| [02:19.90] | Last night so foggy |
| [02:21.84] | |
| [02:23.19] | Today the rain |
| [02:24.77] | |
| [02:26.62] | I saw the hand come down on the flame |
| [02:31.73] | |
| [02:33.96] | But the light goes on |
| [02:36.68] | |
| [02:37.91] | I still hear your voice |
| [02:40.26] | |
| [02:41.94] | And how the burning remains |
| [02:45.67] | |
| [02:47.56] | Mary Marie |
| [02:48.71] | |
| [02:50.11] | Taking leave turning mirrors to the wall |
| [02:59.28] | |
| [03:01.15] | Mary Marie |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Verlaine |
| [00:16.62] | Driedup corn |
| [00:17.71] | |
| [00:20.39] | All around your well |
| [00:21.93] | |
| [00:24.51] | Fences breaking down |
| [00:27.22] | |
| [00:30.31] | One big mill |
| [00:32.54] | |
| [00:34.74] | So still |
| [00:36.05] | |
| [00:38.28] | Don' t it look just like a crown |
| [00:41.61] | |
| [00:43.96] | Mary Marie |
| [00:45.18] | |
| [00:46.46] | Can' t they see they can' t run your ship aground |
| [00:55.42] | |
| [00:57.48] | Mary Marie |
| [00:58.88] | |
| [01:00.03] | Can' t they see they can' t borrow what you found |
| [01:08.88] | |
| [01:12.12] | Empty boxes |
| [01:12.90] | |
| [01:15.67] | Piled up one in another |
| [01:17.42] | |
| [01:21.02] | Gleaming in the wind |
| [01:22.60] | |
| [01:25.75] | One huge fountain |
| [01:28.23] | |
| [01:29.94] | Shut down completely |
| [01:31.53] | |
| [01:33.32] | And then the glare begins |
| [01:36.75] | |
| [01:38.97] | Mary Marie |
| [01:40.28] | |
| [01:41.33] | What a waste all the hands that just won' t try |
| [01:50.41] | |
| [01:52.67] | Mary Marie |
| [01:54.00] | |
| [01:55.26] | If they taste their own bitterness they' ll fry |
| [02:04.07] | |
| [02:19.90] | Last night so foggy |
| [02:21.84] | |
| [02:23.19] | Today the rain |
| [02:24.77] | |
| [02:26.62] | I saw the hand come down on the flame |
| [02:31.73] | |
| [02:33.96] | But the light goes on |
| [02:36.68] | |
| [02:37.91] | I still hear your voice |
| [02:40.26] | |
| [02:41.94] | And how the burning remains |
| [02:45.67] | |
| [02:47.56] | Mary Marie |
| [02:48.71] | |
| [02:50.11] | Taking leave turning mirrors to the wall |
| [02:59.28] | |
| [03:01.15] | Mary Marie |