Song | Future Myth |
Artist | Akron/Family |
Album | Akron/Family & Angels of Light |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Akron-Family | |
Counting shadows in the sun, | |
There's enough for everyone. | |
Here amongst us now and then, | |
Telling stories with no end. | |
Many years ago we | |
Found that light and sound | |
were ample food. | |
We forgot about ourselves and | |
Reconnected me to you. | |
Now we sit and share our songs, | |
Balls of light we pass along. | |
Breathing rhythms through | |
our minds, | |
Tiny strands of light that bind. | |
Many years ago we | |
Found that light and sound | |
were ample food. | |
As we sang we grew | |
Six billion flowers walking | |
without roots. | |
The future myth | |
Stories of the present when | |
they're past. | |
The future myth | |
Writing isn't reading till it's done. | |
The future myth | |
Global views of things we've | |
missed uh huh. | |
Like finding scissors, | |
Right in front of us. |
zuo qu : AkronFamily | |
Counting shadows in the sun, | |
There' s enough for everyone. | |
Here amongst us now and then, | |
Telling stories with no end. | |
Many years ago we | |
Found that light and sound | |
were ample food. | |
We forgot about ourselves and | |
Reconnected me to you. | |
Now we sit and share our songs, | |
Balls of light we pass along. | |
Breathing rhythms through | |
our minds, | |
Tiny strands of light that bind. | |
Many years ago we | |
Found that light and sound | |
were ample food. | |
As we sang we grew | |
Six billion flowers walking | |
without roots. | |
The future myth | |
Stories of the present when | |
they' re past. | |
The future myth | |
Writing isn' t reading till it' s done. | |
The future myth | |
Global views of things we' ve | |
missed uh huh. | |
Like finding scissors, | |
Right in front of us. |
zuò qǔ : AkronFamily | |
Counting shadows in the sun, | |
There' s enough for everyone. | |
Here amongst us now and then, | |
Telling stories with no end. | |
Many years ago we | |
Found that light and sound | |
were ample food. | |
We forgot about ourselves and | |
Reconnected me to you. | |
Now we sit and share our songs, | |
Balls of light we pass along. | |
Breathing rhythms through | |
our minds, | |
Tiny strands of light that bind. | |
Many years ago we | |
Found that light and sound | |
were ample food. | |
As we sang we grew | |
Six billion flowers walking | |
without roots. | |
The future myth | |
Stories of the present when | |
they' re past. | |
The future myth | |
Writing isn' t reading till it' s done. | |
The future myth | |
Global views of things we' ve | |
missed uh huh. | |
Like finding scissors, | |
Right in front of us. |