Song | A Tricycle Journey |
Artist | Proceed |
Album | Curious Electric |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Proceed | |
作词 : Proceed | |
We've got the windows open wide | |
Hope a gentle breeze will dance on by | |
And clear the air | |
And now the time has come it seems | |
To shove some pills down my throat | |
To see if time will stand still | |
I, know | |
I'm feeling fine its just in my mind | |
It's a fine line that we have drawn | |
We've got the windows open wide | |
Hope a gentle breeze will dance on by | |
And clear the air (Of this six year old dust) | |
And now the time has come it seems | |
To shove some pills down my throat | |
To see if time will stand still | |
I, know | |
That I'm feeling fine its just in my mind | |
It's a fine line that we have drawn | |
I see the lights don't, burn bright | |
It's clear that nobody's home tonight | |
Despite whats told to me | |
Ive watched the seasons going by | |
Turn an infant to a child | |
I still don't know what to say | |
But how the hands on the clock | |
Over on that crumbling wall | |
They tell the truth | |
Ive been disturbed from my dreams | |
By a party in my veins here and now | |
One thing is leading to another | |
Why encode this into my life? | |
There must be a time and place | |
To just ride this wave out | |
I see the lights don't, burn bright | |
It's clear that nobody's home tonight | |
Despite whats told to me | |
I've watched the seasons going by | |
Turn an infant to a child | |
I still don't know what to say | |
And if, the lights don't burn bright | |
There's nobody, home tonight | |
You know there's nobody home | |
(I still don't know what to say) | |
And if, the light don't burn bright | |
You know there's nobody home tonight | |
But I'll be home, I'll be home, I'm always home |
zuo qu : Proceed | |
zuo ci : Proceed | |
We' ve got the windows open wide | |
Hope a gentle breeze will dance on by | |
And clear the air | |
And now the time has come it seems | |
To shove some pills down my throat | |
To see if time will stand still | |
I, know | |
I' m feeling fine its just in my mind | |
It' s a fine line that we have drawn | |
We' ve got the windows open wide | |
Hope a gentle breeze will dance on by | |
And clear the air Of this six year old dust | |
And now the time has come it seems | |
To shove some pills down my throat | |
To see if time will stand still | |
I, know | |
That I' m feeling fine its just in my mind | |
It' s a fine line that we have drawn | |
I see the lights don' t, burn bright | |
It' s clear that nobody' s home tonight | |
Despite whats told to me | |
Ive watched the seasons going by | |
Turn an infant to a child | |
I still don' t know what to say | |
But how the hands on the clock | |
Over on that crumbling wall | |
They tell the truth | |
Ive been disturbed from my dreams | |
By a party in my veins here and now | |
One thing is leading to another | |
Why encode this into my life? | |
There must be a time and place | |
To just ride this wave out | |
I see the lights don' t, burn bright | |
It' s clear that nobody' s home tonight | |
Despite whats told to me | |
I' ve watched the seasons going by | |
Turn an infant to a child | |
I still don' t know what to say | |
And if, the lights don' t burn bright | |
There' s nobody, home tonight | |
You know there' s nobody home | |
I still don' t know what to say | |
And if, the light don' t burn bright | |
You know there' s nobody home tonight | |
But I' ll be home, I' ll be home, I' m always home |
zuò qǔ : Proceed | |
zuò cí : Proceed | |
We' ve got the windows open wide | |
Hope a gentle breeze will dance on by | |
And clear the air | |
And now the time has come it seems | |
To shove some pills down my throat | |
To see if time will stand still | |
I, know | |
I' m feeling fine its just in my mind | |
It' s a fine line that we have drawn | |
We' ve got the windows open wide | |
Hope a gentle breeze will dance on by | |
And clear the air Of this six year old dust | |
And now the time has come it seems | |
To shove some pills down my throat | |
To see if time will stand still | |
I, know | |
That I' m feeling fine its just in my mind | |
It' s a fine line that we have drawn | |
I see the lights don' t, burn bright | |
It' s clear that nobody' s home tonight | |
Despite whats told to me | |
Ive watched the seasons going by | |
Turn an infant to a child | |
I still don' t know what to say | |
But how the hands on the clock | |
Over on that crumbling wall | |
They tell the truth | |
Ive been disturbed from my dreams | |
By a party in my veins here and now | |
One thing is leading to another | |
Why encode this into my life? | |
There must be a time and place | |
To just ride this wave out | |
I see the lights don' t, burn bright | |
It' s clear that nobody' s home tonight | |
Despite whats told to me | |
I' ve watched the seasons going by | |
Turn an infant to a child | |
I still don' t know what to say | |
And if, the lights don' t burn bright | |
There' s nobody, home tonight | |
You know there' s nobody home | |
I still don' t know what to say | |
And if, the light don' t burn bright | |
You know there' s nobody home tonight | |
But I' ll be home, I' ll be home, I' m always home |