Song | Clear and True |
Artist | Rainer Maria |
Album | Catastrophe Keeps Us Together |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : DeMarrais, Rainer Maria | |
The winding lanes . . . | |
and the fields on the left and the right . . . | |
and through my awkward life . . . | |
the same refrain. | |
I always wished it might have been recorded. | |
But now memory | |
has distorted your light. | |
Sing me something clear and true | |
in some otherworldly tune. | |
I'll make it up for you. | |
The day we played | |
as kids among the headstones | |
we pretended we had died. | |
But now something's changed. | |
We don't play games | |
and time has proved you right. | |
And now memory | |
has distorted your light. | |
Sing me something clear and true | |
in some otherworldly tune. | |
If you were here | |
I'd make it up for you. | |
Yeah, I'd make it up for you | |
with the song I loved the most. | |
I know you're here | |
and I'm not afraid of ghosts. | |
I'm not afraid, | |
I'm not afraid of going out alone. | |
(we lay down on the stone just like we died) | |
I'm not afraid, | |
I'm not afraid of ghosts. | |
(Whooooooo....) | |
Sing me something clear and true. | |
(Whoooo....) | |
And I'll make it up for you. | |
(Whooooooo...) | |
Sing me something clear and true. | |
I'll lay down on the stone right by your side. | |
(Whooooo.....) | |
Sing me something clear and true. | |
(Whooooo....Whooooo.......) | |
Sing me something clear and true. |
zuo ci : DeMarrais, Rainer Maria | |
The winding lanes . . . | |
and the fields on the left and the right . . . | |
and through my awkward life . . . | |
the same refrain. | |
I always wished it might have been recorded. | |
But now memory | |
has distorted your light. | |
Sing me something clear and true | |
in some otherworldly tune. | |
I' ll make it up for you. | |
The day we played | |
as kids among the headstones | |
we pretended we had died. | |
But now something' s changed. | |
We don' t play games | |
and time has proved you right. | |
And now memory | |
has distorted your light. | |
Sing me something clear and true | |
in some otherworldly tune. | |
If you were here | |
I' d make it up for you. | |
Yeah, I' d make it up for you | |
with the song I loved the most. | |
I know you' re here | |
and I' m not afraid of ghosts. | |
I' m not afraid, | |
I' m not afraid of going out alone. | |
we lay down on the stone just like we died | |
I' m not afraid, | |
I' m not afraid of ghosts. | |
Whooooooo.... | |
Sing me something clear and true. | |
Whoooo.... | |
And I' ll make it up for you. | |
Whooooooo... | |
Sing me something clear and true. | |
I' ll lay down on the stone right by your side. | |
Whooooo..... | |
Sing me something clear and true. | |
Whooooo.... Whooooo....... | |
Sing me something clear and true. |
zuò cí : DeMarrais, Rainer Maria | |
The winding lanes . . . | |
and the fields on the left and the right . . . | |
and through my awkward life . . . | |
the same refrain. | |
I always wished it might have been recorded. | |
But now memory | |
has distorted your light. | |
Sing me something clear and true | |
in some otherworldly tune. | |
I' ll make it up for you. | |
The day we played | |
as kids among the headstones | |
we pretended we had died. | |
But now something' s changed. | |
We don' t play games | |
and time has proved you right. | |
And now memory | |
has distorted your light. | |
Sing me something clear and true | |
in some otherworldly tune. | |
If you were here | |
I' d make it up for you. | |
Yeah, I' d make it up for you | |
with the song I loved the most. | |
I know you' re here | |
and I' m not afraid of ghosts. | |
I' m not afraid, | |
I' m not afraid of going out alone. | |
we lay down on the stone just like we died | |
I' m not afraid, | |
I' m not afraid of ghosts. | |
Whooooooo.... | |
Sing me something clear and true. | |
Whoooo.... | |
And I' ll make it up for you. | |
Whooooooo... | |
Sing me something clear and true. | |
I' ll lay down on the stone right by your side. | |
Whooooo..... | |
Sing me something clear and true. | |
Whooooo.... Whooooo....... | |
Sing me something clear and true. |