| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Conor J O'Brien |
| [00:00.70] | 作曲 : Conor J O'Brien |
| [00:01.41] | Can you hear me now |
| [00:05.55] | Lying in this bed |
| [00:10.05] | Embedded in this written story? |
| [00:17.43] | Can you hear me now |
| [00:21.30] | Calling from this bed? |
| [00:26.22] | I'm spitting words but there's no meaning, no(Now he's taking his time) |
| [00:38.19] | He's got nothing to lose(But the first thing he sees) |
| [00:46.29] | Is the last thing he choose(And when the moment arrived) |
| [00:56.13] | He just found he had nothing to say |
| [00:58.65] | That dayCan you hear me now |
| [01:00.36] | Sky is turning red |
| [01:15.51] | The streets are all gone |
| [01:18.21] | Am I dreaming, no |
| [01:23.58] | Can you hear me now |
| [01:27.54] | Falling from this bed? |
| [01:32.40] | Nudist that bears gifts |
| [01:39.78] | But when will it show me(Now she's taking her time) |
| [01:43.95] | She's got nothing to lose(But the first thing she sees) |
| [01:52.32] | Is the last thing she choose(And when the moment arrived) |
| [02:00.00] | She just found she had nothing to say |
| [02:13.08] | That dayHe lies awake in his bed every night |
| [02:16.23] | Devising ways to conceal the strain |
| [02:21.06] | She never tells of her midnight fears |
| [02:24.57] | Or admits that she does the same |
| [02:29.64] | They never meet, never touch |
| [02:31.38] | Never speak and for one tired old refrain |
| [02:34.26] | Can you hear me now |
| [02:40.50] | Lying in this bed |
| [02:48.78] | Embedded in this written story? |
| [02:55.47] | Can you hear me now |
| [03:00.75] | Calling from this bed? |
| [03:04.26] | I'm spitting words but there's no meaning |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Conor J O' Brien |
| [00:00.70] | zuo qu : Conor J O' Brien |
| [00:01.41] | Can you hear me now |
| [00:05.55] | Lying in this bed |
| [00:10.05] | Embedded in this written story? |
| [00:17.43] | Can you hear me now |
| [00:21.30] | Calling from this bed? |
| [00:26.22] | I' m spitting words but there' s no meaning, no Now he' s taking his time |
| [00:38.19] | He' s got nothing to lose But the first thing he sees |
| [00:46.29] | Is the last thing he choose And when the moment arrived |
| [00:56.13] | He just found he had nothing to say |
| [00:58.65] | That dayCan you hear me now |
| [01:00.36] | Sky is turning red |
| [01:15.51] | The streets are all gone |
| [01:18.21] | Am I dreaming, no |
| [01:23.58] | Can you hear me now |
| [01:27.54] | Falling from this bed? |
| [01:32.40] | Nudist that bears gifts |
| [01:39.78] | But when will it show me Now she' s taking her time |
| [01:43.95] | She' s got nothing to lose But the first thing she sees |
| [01:52.32] | Is the last thing she choose And when the moment arrived |
| [02:00.00] | She just found she had nothing to say |
| [02:13.08] | That dayHe lies awake in his bed every night |
| [02:16.23] | Devising ways to conceal the strain |
| [02:21.06] | She never tells of her midnight fears |
| [02:24.57] | Or admits that she does the same |
| [02:29.64] | They never meet, never touch |
| [02:31.38] | Never speak and for one tired old refrain |
| [02:34.26] | Can you hear me now |
| [02:40.50] | Lying in this bed |
| [02:48.78] | Embedded in this written story? |
| [02:55.47] | Can you hear me now |
| [03:00.75] | Calling from this bed? |
| [03:04.26] | I' m spitting words but there' s no meaning |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Conor J O' Brien |
| [00:00.70] | zuò qǔ : Conor J O' Brien |
| [00:01.41] | Can you hear me now |
| [00:05.55] | Lying in this bed |
| [00:10.05] | Embedded in this written story? |
| [00:17.43] | Can you hear me now |
| [00:21.30] | Calling from this bed? |
| [00:26.22] | I' m spitting words but there' s no meaning, no Now he' s taking his time |
| [00:38.19] | He' s got nothing to lose But the first thing he sees |
| [00:46.29] | Is the last thing he choose And when the moment arrived |
| [00:56.13] | He just found he had nothing to say |
| [00:58.65] | That dayCan you hear me now |
| [01:00.36] | Sky is turning red |
| [01:15.51] | The streets are all gone |
| [01:18.21] | Am I dreaming, no |
| [01:23.58] | Can you hear me now |
| [01:27.54] | Falling from this bed? |
| [01:32.40] | Nudist that bears gifts |
| [01:39.78] | But when will it show me Now she' s taking her time |
| [01:43.95] | She' s got nothing to lose But the first thing she sees |
| [01:52.32] | Is the last thing she choose And when the moment arrived |
| [02:00.00] | She just found she had nothing to say |
| [02:13.08] | That dayHe lies awake in his bed every night |
| [02:16.23] | Devising ways to conceal the strain |
| [02:21.06] | She never tells of her midnight fears |
| [02:24.57] | Or admits that she does the same |
| [02:29.64] | They never meet, never touch |
| [02:31.38] | Never speak and for one tired old refrain |
| [02:34.26] | Can you hear me now |
| [02:40.50] | Lying in this bed |
| [02:48.78] | Embedded in this written story? |
| [02:55.47] | Can you hear me now |
| [03:00.75] | Calling from this bed? |
| [03:04.26] | I' m spitting words but there' s no meaning |
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