Song | Another Midnight |
Artist | The Tragically Hip |
Album | Up to Here |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Tragically Hip | |
He was a coal miner in the spring | |
Blinded with its dusty resolutions | |
Broke his back for higher contributions | |
Now he'd take anything | |
Well, she was nineteen seventy | |
Burning like a cigarette long season | |
Heir to all her family's old treasons | |
She makes love hard like an enemy | |
Oh ma, he's dying | |
And the river don't sleep | |
When the water runs cold | |
And the calendar burns | |
As the story unfolds | |
And the valley spans miles | |
When the mountain stands high | |
Can't they let us run wild | |
For another midnight | |
For just another midnight | |
Perhaps we're an election day | |
Pumping hands and kissing all the babies | |
Ain't no time for shadowed doubts or maybes | |
Is there another way? | |
Or we're a stolen Cadillac | |
Racing for a roadblock in the distance | |
Flashing by a lifetime in an instance | |
Can we take it back? | |
Oh ma, he's dying | |
Oh ma, he's dying | |
And the river don't sleep | |
When the water runs cold | |
And the calendar burns | |
As the story unfolds | |
And the valley spans miles | |
When the mountain stands high | |
Can't they let us run wild | |
For another midnight | |
Can we take it back? | |
Can we take it back? | |
Can we take it back? | |
Can we take it back? | |
And the valley spans miles | |
When the mountain stands high | |
Can't they let us run wild | |
For another midnight | |
For just another midnight | |
For just another midnight | |
For another midnight |
zuo ci : Tragically Hip | |
He was a coal miner in the spring | |
Blinded with its dusty resolutions | |
Broke his back for higher contributions | |
Now he' d take anything | |
Well, she was nineteen seventy | |
Burning like a cigarette long season | |
Heir to all her family' s old treasons | |
She makes love hard like an enemy | |
Oh ma, he' s dying | |
And the river don' t sleep | |
When the water runs cold | |
And the calendar burns | |
As the story unfolds | |
And the valley spans miles | |
When the mountain stands high | |
Can' t they let us run wild | |
For another midnight | |
For just another midnight | |
Perhaps we' re an election day | |
Pumping hands and kissing all the babies | |
Ain' t no time for shadowed doubts or maybes | |
Is there another way? | |
Or we' re a stolen Cadillac | |
Racing for a roadblock in the distance | |
Flashing by a lifetime in an instance | |
Can we take it back? | |
Oh ma, he' s dying | |
Oh ma, he' s dying | |
And the river don' t sleep | |
When the water runs cold | |
And the calendar burns | |
As the story unfolds | |
And the valley spans miles | |
When the mountain stands high | |
Can' t they let us run wild | |
For another midnight | |
Can we take it back? | |
Can we take it back? | |
Can we take it back? | |
Can we take it back? | |
And the valley spans miles | |
When the mountain stands high | |
Can' t they let us run wild | |
For another midnight | |
For just another midnight | |
For just another midnight | |
For another midnight |
zuò cí : Tragically Hip | |
He was a coal miner in the spring | |
Blinded with its dusty resolutions | |
Broke his back for higher contributions | |
Now he' d take anything | |
Well, she was nineteen seventy | |
Burning like a cigarette long season | |
Heir to all her family' s old treasons | |
She makes love hard like an enemy | |
Oh ma, he' s dying | |
And the river don' t sleep | |
When the water runs cold | |
And the calendar burns | |
As the story unfolds | |
And the valley spans miles | |
When the mountain stands high | |
Can' t they let us run wild | |
For another midnight | |
For just another midnight | |
Perhaps we' re an election day | |
Pumping hands and kissing all the babies | |
Ain' t no time for shadowed doubts or maybes | |
Is there another way? | |
Or we' re a stolen Cadillac | |
Racing for a roadblock in the distance | |
Flashing by a lifetime in an instance | |
Can we take it back? | |
Oh ma, he' s dying | |
Oh ma, he' s dying | |
And the river don' t sleep | |
When the water runs cold | |
And the calendar burns | |
As the story unfolds | |
And the valley spans miles | |
When the mountain stands high | |
Can' t they let us run wild | |
For another midnight | |
Can we take it back? | |
Can we take it back? | |
Can we take it back? | |
Can we take it back? | |
And the valley spans miles | |
When the mountain stands high | |
Can' t they let us run wild | |
For another midnight | |
For just another midnight | |
For just another midnight | |
For another midnight |