Song | Sung into the Street |
Artist | Shearwater |
Album | The Dissolving Room |
作曲 : Shearwater | |
Good morning to the frozen street: | |
I'm like a dresser full of leaves, | |
My eyes as dry as dust. | |
There is a curtain in my mouth, | |
It opens and a song comes out. | |
I've sung the loneliest words into your listening stones. | |
Moss curled and songs have twirled their tunes around your bones. | |
Good morning Uncle with your pen, | |
The furniture was born again at night while you slept in. | |
The room it wrapped around your body, | |
Double pillows held your head. | |
I watched your shrinking skin, | |
And all the lines that fill your face in were falling into space. | |
There is a light that is so dim | |
And a hand that pulls you in when you can't swim anymore. | |
The freezing water fills your lungs, | |
The weight of waves surrounds your skin, | |
And the outside comes all the way in. | |
Your heart is held inside this box | |
And we've got to turn it off, | |
So please don't be afraid. | |
The love you gave us will go on, | |
We'll hold your memory when you're gone, | |
Your self just can't be saved. | |
So shut your eyes and I'll switch off your heart. | |
Watch the sick room fall apart. | |
Watch this machine's counter restart. | |
Uncle, if I could hold your open, | |
Never-broken heart, | |
I would have held it from the start. |
zuò qǔ : Shearwater | |
Good morning to the frozen street: | |
I' m like a dresser full of leaves, | |
My eyes as dry as dust. | |
There is a curtain in my mouth, | |
It opens and a song comes out. | |
I' ve sung the loneliest words into your listening stones. | |
Moss curled and songs have twirled their tunes around your bones. | |
Good morning Uncle with your pen, | |
The furniture was born again at night while you slept in. | |
The room it wrapped around your body, | |
Double pillows held your head. | |
I watched your shrinking skin, | |
And all the lines that fill your face in were falling into space. | |
There is a light that is so dim | |
And a hand that pulls you in when you can' t swim anymore. | |
The freezing water fills your lungs, | |
The weight of waves surrounds your skin, | |
And the outside comes all the way in. | |
Your heart is held inside this box | |
And we' ve got to turn it off, | |
So please don' t be afraid. | |
The love you gave us will go on, | |
We' ll hold your memory when you' re gone, | |
Your self just can' t be saved. | |
So shut your eyes and I' ll switch off your heart. | |
Watch the sick room fall apart. | |
Watch this machine' s counter restart. | |
Uncle, if I could hold your open, | |
Neverbroken heart, | |
I would have held it from the start. |