| Song | Put Back the Stars |
| Artist | Blindside |
| Album | The Great Depression |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Blindside | |
| Put back the stars | |
| I'm out of shape tonight | |
| Pinhole black velvet | |
| Navigation-skills got lost with the fading light | |
| It was there not more then a second ago | |
| Now what do you know, what i do know | |
| Is just not good enough to make things right | |
| Put back the stars | |
| I'm out of place tonight | |
| Ain't it something to know your lost | |
| I hoist my sail | |
| Through there is no wind in sight | |
| And i close my eyes to feel the fresh breeze | |
| Paint the inside of my eyelids bright | |
| Fill the sky with your breath | |
| Cause you know im out of mine | |
| Let the sky burn and i will inhale | |
| Without a fight | |
| I hoist my sail | |
| And i'll just wait for you tonight | |
| Ain't it something to know you have lost | |
| Black tar surrounds me now | |
| But life is the next door neighbor | |
| On the outside there is just absence | |
| But when i close my eyes | |
| All i see is your face | |
| Ain't it something to know you're lost | |
| Ain't it something to know you're lost | |
| Ain't it something i know i've lost |
| zuo qu : Blindside | |
| Put back the stars | |
| I' m out of shape tonight | |
| Pinhole black velvet | |
| Navigationskills got lost with the fading light | |
| It was there not more then a second ago | |
| Now what do you know, what i do know | |
| Is just not good enough to make things right | |
| Put back the stars | |
| I' m out of place tonight | |
| Ain' t it something to know your lost | |
| I hoist my sail | |
| Through there is no wind in sight | |
| And i close my eyes to feel the fresh breeze | |
| Paint the inside of my eyelids bright | |
| Fill the sky with your breath | |
| Cause you know im out of mine | |
| Let the sky burn and i will inhale | |
| Without a fight | |
| I hoist my sail | |
| And i' ll just wait for you tonight | |
| Ain' t it something to know you have lost | |
| Black tar surrounds me now | |
| But life is the next door neighbor | |
| On the outside there is just absence | |
| But when i close my eyes | |
| All i see is your face | |
| Ain' t it something to know you' re lost | |
| Ain' t it something to know you' re lost | |
| Ain' t it something i know i' ve lost |
| zuò qǔ : Blindside | |
| Put back the stars | |
| I' m out of shape tonight | |
| Pinhole black velvet | |
| Navigationskills got lost with the fading light | |
| It was there not more then a second ago | |
| Now what do you know, what i do know | |
| Is just not good enough to make things right | |
| Put back the stars | |
| I' m out of place tonight | |
| Ain' t it something to know your lost | |
| I hoist my sail | |
| Through there is no wind in sight | |
| And i close my eyes to feel the fresh breeze | |
| Paint the inside of my eyelids bright | |
| Fill the sky with your breath | |
| Cause you know im out of mine | |
| Let the sky burn and i will inhale | |
| Without a fight | |
| I hoist my sail | |
| And i' ll just wait for you tonight | |
| Ain' t it something to know you have lost | |
| Black tar surrounds me now | |
| But life is the next door neighbor | |
| On the outside there is just absence | |
| But when i close my eyes | |
| All i see is your face | |
| Ain' t it something to know you' re lost | |
| Ain' t it something to know you' re lost | |
| Ain' t it something i know i' ve lost |