作曲 : Eldritch | |
Here comes the rain | |
On fenced courtyards | |
Here comes the shade | |
On dead-end ways | |
Here comes the grey | |
To dim the colors | |
Here comes the cold | |
To wake the pain | |
It's hard to live in silent corners | |
Weary leaves | |
And crooked stalks | |
Flowers bow | |
Towards the light | |
So I do Out of shape, out of sight | |
Calm! It's alright they say | |
Calm! you're straight on your way out | |
Calm's the last things | |
I fel 'cause what is too calm seems to be unreal | |
Yet down inside | |
Seas are raging | |
One tear and hell shall burst | |
Cold tearing and grey as lead | |
I push it back as | |
I bend my head | |
And keep on standing | |
If I'm here tomorrow, | |
God, don't let it be raining | |
An abandoned bone | |
Lone, dead, shabby | |
One doomed man | |
Who can't give up | |
One croked flower | |
That still wants to live | |
I clutch at my last hour | |
At the restless sea | |
Calm! It's alright they say | |
Calm! you're straight on your way out | |
Calm's the last things | |
I feel 'cause what is too calm seems to be unreal | |
Yet down inside | |
Seas are raging | |
One tear and hell shall burst | |
Cold tearing and grey as lead | |
I push it back as | |
I bend my head | |
And keep on standing | |
If I'm here tomorrow, | |
God, don't let it be raining | |
Calm! It's alright they say | |
Calm! you're straight on your way out | |
Calm's the last things | |
I feel 'cause what is too calm seems to be unreal | |
Yet down inside | |
Seas are raging | |
One tear and hell shall burst | |
Cold tearing and grey as lead | |
I push it back as | |
I bend my head | |
And keep on standing | |
Though I know well there's no way back in | |
And the world out here keeps on turning | |
Am I too far behind | |
I raise my hand but can't say farewell | |
Just as long as tides keep on turning | |
Until tomorrow if there's tomorrow for me... to live |
zuo qu : Eldritch | |
Here comes the rain | |
On fenced courtyards | |
Here comes the shade | |
On deadend ways | |
Here comes the grey | |
To dim the colors | |
Here comes the cold | |
To wake the pain | |
It' s hard to live in silent corners | |
Weary leaves | |
And crooked stalks | |
Flowers bow | |
Towards the light | |
So I do Out of shape, out of sight | |
Calm! It' s alright they say | |
Calm! you' re straight on your way out | |
Calm' s the last things | |
I fel ' cause what is too calm seems to be unreal | |
Yet down inside | |
Seas are raging | |
One tear and hell shall burst | |
Cold tearing and grey as lead | |
I push it back as | |
I bend my head | |
And keep on standing | |
If I' m here tomorrow, | |
God, don' t let it be raining | |
An abandoned bone | |
Lone, dead, shabby | |
One doomed man | |
Who can' t give up | |
One croked flower | |
That still wants to live | |
I clutch at my last hour | |
At the restless sea | |
Calm! It' s alright they say | |
Calm! you' re straight on your way out | |
Calm' s the last things | |
I feel ' cause what is too calm seems to be unreal | |
Yet down inside | |
Seas are raging | |
One tear and hell shall burst | |
Cold tearing and grey as lead | |
I push it back as | |
I bend my head | |
And keep on standing | |
If I' m here tomorrow, | |
God, don' t let it be raining | |
Calm! It' s alright they say | |
Calm! you' re straight on your way out | |
Calm' s the last things | |
I feel ' cause what is too calm seems to be unreal | |
Yet down inside | |
Seas are raging | |
One tear and hell shall burst | |
Cold tearing and grey as lead | |
I push it back as | |
I bend my head | |
And keep on standing | |
Though I know well there' s no way back in | |
And the world out here keeps on turning | |
Am I too far behind | |
I raise my hand but can' t say farewell | |
Just as long as tides keep on turning | |
Until tomorrow if there' s tomorrow for me... to live |
zuò qǔ : Eldritch | |
Here comes the rain | |
On fenced courtyards | |
Here comes the shade | |
On deadend ways | |
Here comes the grey | |
To dim the colors | |
Here comes the cold | |
To wake the pain | |
It' s hard to live in silent corners | |
Weary leaves | |
And crooked stalks | |
Flowers bow | |
Towards the light | |
So I do Out of shape, out of sight | |
Calm! It' s alright they say | |
Calm! you' re straight on your way out | |
Calm' s the last things | |
I fel ' cause what is too calm seems to be unreal | |
Yet down inside | |
Seas are raging | |
One tear and hell shall burst | |
Cold tearing and grey as lead | |
I push it back as | |
I bend my head | |
And keep on standing | |
If I' m here tomorrow, | |
God, don' t let it be raining | |
An abandoned bone | |
Lone, dead, shabby | |
One doomed man | |
Who can' t give up | |
One croked flower | |
That still wants to live | |
I clutch at my last hour | |
At the restless sea | |
Calm! It' s alright they say | |
Calm! you' re straight on your way out | |
Calm' s the last things | |
I feel ' cause what is too calm seems to be unreal | |
Yet down inside | |
Seas are raging | |
One tear and hell shall burst | |
Cold tearing and grey as lead | |
I push it back as | |
I bend my head | |
And keep on standing | |
If I' m here tomorrow, | |
God, don' t let it be raining | |
Calm! It' s alright they say | |
Calm! you' re straight on your way out | |
Calm' s the last things | |
I feel ' cause what is too calm seems to be unreal | |
Yet down inside | |
Seas are raging | |
One tear and hell shall burst | |
Cold tearing and grey as lead | |
I push it back as | |
I bend my head | |
And keep on standing | |
Though I know well there' s no way back in | |
And the world out here keeps on turning | |
Am I too far behind | |
I raise my hand but can' t say farewell | |
Just as long as tides keep on turning | |
Until tomorrow if there' s tomorrow for me... to live |