Song | When We Become |
Artist | Clem Snide |
Album | End of Love |
作曲 : Barzelay | |
There will be laughs and also joyful twirls | |
Your painted toenails kicking in the sand | |
Lazy fish crisscrossing and the seas | |
Will lay their golden eggs right in their hand | |
When we become | |
When we become | |
When we become what we're running from | |
The storm clouds swallowed by the ocean sway | |
Will smell like watermelon and cut grass | |
We'll build a bonfire with whatever's dry | |
And leave our cold, wet bodies where they lay | |
When we become | |
When we become | |
When we become what we're running from |
zuò qǔ : Barzelay | |
There will be laughs and also joyful twirls | |
Your painted toenails kicking in the sand | |
Lazy fish crisscrossing and the seas | |
Will lay their golden eggs right in their hand | |
When we become | |
When we become | |
When we become what we' re running from | |
The storm clouds swallowed by the ocean sway | |
Will smell like watermelon and cut grass | |
We' ll build a bonfire with whatever' s dry | |
And leave our cold, wet bodies where they lay | |
When we become | |
When we become | |
When we become what we' re running from |