Mt. Eerie Lyrics
| Song | Mt. Eerie |
| Artist | The Microphones |
| Album | Mount Eerie |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Blau, Field, Kliese, Maricich ... | |
| Your legs walked your heart high | |
| Your whole body is sprawling out. | |
| Major view, wide. | |
| I'm on a boulder over alpine tops I'm peeking, | |
| I watched you cross the water | |
| In my eye, your greys and blues were blown. | |
| Something that I held onto is leaving, | |
| The shape to what I saw has slowly died, | |
| Get higher on your hill | |
| So your black cloud will come, | |
| So your black cloud will come, | |
| And press you to the ground, | |
| The air will leave your chest | |
| You'll fade from where you're found, | |
| When you're finally standing still | |
| And your fingers all go numb, | |
| Get higher on your hill | |
| So your big black cloud will come | |
| Your big black cloud will come | |
| See what happens? | |
| Do you see what happens, | |
| When big black death breathes on you with his breath? | |
| I'm wild and woolly and a bloating bully, | |
| I'll strike you down and then, | |
| I'll strike you down again | |
| Do you see what happens? | |
| Do you see what happens | |
| when I peel away your bark, | |
| And stain your blue sky dark? | |
| Your breath I take to live, | |
| Your death I ache to give | |
| So take it in and crumble, | |
| Be smothered in my rumble, | |
| A flash! | |
| And thunder booms! | |
| Your lack of wonder looms, | |
| I'll press you to the ground, | |
| You'll fade from where you're found, | |
| The way they share, | |
| (The flesh we tear | |
| So innocent of memory) | |
| They feast, | |
| We invite, | |
| Each bite into our flight | |
| Since we give our blood now into you | |
| And feathers from skin begin. | |
| I am the twilight on the porch | |
| And he follows you, | |
| (I began the falling. | |
| Your hands gripping the table cloth. | |
| Your eyes, only three years old) | |
| The way they share | |
| The memory you did wear | |
| And now your song is inside them. |
| zuo ci : Blau, Field, Kliese, Maricich ... | |
| Your legs walked your heart high | |
| Your whole body is sprawling out. | |
| Major view, wide. | |
| I' m on a boulder over alpine tops I' m peeking, | |
| I watched you cross the water | |
| In my eye, your greys and blues were blown. | |
| Something that I held onto is leaving, | |
| The shape to what I saw has slowly died, | |
| Get higher on your hill | |
| So your black cloud will come, | |
| So your black cloud will come, | |
| And press you to the ground, | |
| The air will leave your chest | |
| You' ll fade from where you' re found, | |
| When you' re finally standing still | |
| And your fingers all go numb, | |
| Get higher on your hill | |
| So your big black cloud will come | |
| Your big black cloud will come | |
| See what happens? | |
| Do you see what happens, | |
| When big black death breathes on you with his breath? | |
| I' m wild and woolly and a bloating bully, | |
| I' ll strike you down and then, | |
| I' ll strike you down again | |
| Do you see what happens? | |
| Do you see what happens | |
| when I peel away your bark, | |
| And stain your blue sky dark? | |
| Your breath I take to live, | |
| Your death I ache to give | |
| So take it in and crumble, | |
| Be smothered in my rumble, | |
| A flash! | |
| And thunder booms! | |
| Your lack of wonder looms, | |
| I' ll press you to the ground, | |
| You' ll fade from where you' re found, | |
| The way they share, | |
| The flesh we tear | |
| So innocent of memory | |
| They feast, | |
| We invite, | |
| Each bite into our flight | |
| Since we give our blood now into you | |
| And feathers from skin begin. | |
| I am the twilight on the porch | |
| And he follows you, | |
| I began the falling. | |
| Your hands gripping the table cloth. | |
| Your eyes, only three years old | |
| The way they share | |
| The memory you did wear | |
| And now your song is inside them. |
| zuò cí : Blau, Field, Kliese, Maricich ... | |
| Your legs walked your heart high | |
| Your whole body is sprawling out. | |
| Major view, wide. | |
| I' m on a boulder over alpine tops I' m peeking, | |
| I watched you cross the water | |
| In my eye, your greys and blues were blown. | |
| Something that I held onto is leaving, | |
| The shape to what I saw has slowly died, | |
| Get higher on your hill | |
| So your black cloud will come, | |
| So your black cloud will come, | |
| And press you to the ground, | |
| The air will leave your chest | |
| You' ll fade from where you' re found, | |
| When you' re finally standing still | |
| And your fingers all go numb, | |
| Get higher on your hill | |
| So your big black cloud will come | |
| Your big black cloud will come | |
| See what happens? | |
| Do you see what happens, | |
| When big black death breathes on you with his breath? | |
| I' m wild and woolly and a bloating bully, | |
| I' ll strike you down and then, | |
| I' ll strike you down again | |
| Do you see what happens? | |
| Do you see what happens | |
| when I peel away your bark, | |
| And stain your blue sky dark? | |
| Your breath I take to live, | |
| Your death I ache to give | |
| So take it in and crumble, | |
| Be smothered in my rumble, | |
| A flash! | |
| And thunder booms! | |
| Your lack of wonder looms, | |
| I' ll press you to the ground, | |
| You' ll fade from where you' re found, | |
| The way they share, | |
| The flesh we tear | |
| So innocent of memory | |
| They feast, | |
| We invite, | |
| Each bite into our flight | |
| Since we give our blood now into you | |
| And feathers from skin begin. | |
| I am the twilight on the porch | |
| And he follows you, | |
| I began the falling. | |
| Your hands gripping the table cloth. | |
| Your eyes, only three years old | |
| The way they share | |
| The memory you did wear | |
| And now your song is inside them. |
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