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 |