Song | (Even If You Die on The) Ocean |
Artist | Saturday Looks Good to Me |
Album | Fill Up the Room |
作词 : Thomas | |
I found the garden gate unlocked so I went in | |
And picked the perfect spot where I could bury my youth | |
But hounds of love and hounds of war | |
Hounds galore | |
Those hoary hounds were pouncing | |
Each with waxy wooden tooths | |
Remember when it dawned on you | |
The day that you knew that | |
You could live forever and still never make a masterpiece | |
To shut those pups up in the least | |
But everybody knows | |
That's the way it goes | |
Even if you die on the ocean | |
Every Wednesday afternoon | |
Me and you bleeding on the newspaper classifieds | |
Dragging out the drinking down for high school kids who | |
Died out on the highway in the middle of the night | |
Sing a song that means you love | |
Everyone who's ever come within the sound | |
Of any of your cloudy words | |
But get your song together first | |
Save it 'til you're sure | |
Hang it on the door | |
Sing it from the top of the mountain | |
'Til everybody knows | |
Exactly how it goes | |
Even if you die on the ocean | |
Even when you die on the ocean | |
Children screaming speeches into microscopic tape recorders | |
Wired to the mire of the moat | |
And I was still at odds with several thousand nonbelievers | |
Both above and below | |
Smoking silhouettes outside the school with all the cymbalists | |
The simplest way I knew to go | |
And we could talk ourselves into the dreary deeps | |
Before we realized there was a hole in the boat | |
And everybody's answer to the world | |
Was "We should start another world!" | |
And I said, "What do you propose? Because you know | |
The world that we've got going now has to be | |
The hardest place I've ever been. | |
It's got me shrinking in my skin, but then again, I guess | |
That everybody knows | |
That's just the way it goes." | |
Even if you die on the ocean | |
There's just so many crowns | |
And everybody drowns | |
Everybody dies on the ocean. |
zuò cí : Thomas | |
I found the garden gate unlocked so I went in | |
And picked the perfect spot where I could bury my youth | |
But hounds of love and hounds of war | |
Hounds galore | |
Those hoary hounds were pouncing | |
Each with waxy wooden tooths | |
Remember when it dawned on you | |
The day that you knew that | |
You could live forever and still never make a masterpiece | |
To shut those pups up in the least | |
But everybody knows | |
That' s the way it goes | |
Even if you die on the ocean | |
Every Wednesday afternoon | |
Me and you bleeding on the newspaper classifieds | |
Dragging out the drinking down for high school kids who | |
Died out on the highway in the middle of the night | |
Sing a song that means you love | |
Everyone who' s ever come within the sound | |
Of any of your cloudy words | |
But get your song together first | |
Save it ' til you' re sure | |
Hang it on the door | |
Sing it from the top of the mountain | |
' Til everybody knows | |
Exactly how it goes | |
Even if you die on the ocean | |
Even when you die on the ocean | |
Children screaming speeches into microscopic tape recorders | |
Wired to the mire of the moat | |
And I was still at odds with several thousand nonbelievers | |
Both above and below | |
Smoking silhouettes outside the school with all the cymbalists | |
The simplest way I knew to go | |
And we could talk ourselves into the dreary deeps | |
Before we realized there was a hole in the boat | |
And everybody' s answer to the world | |
Was " We should start another world!" | |
And I said, " What do you propose? Because you know | |
The world that we' ve got going now has to be | |
The hardest place I' ve ever been. | |
It' s got me shrinking in my skin, but then again, I guess | |
That everybody knows | |
That' s just the way it goes." | |
Even if you die on the ocean | |
There' s just so many crowns | |
And everybody drowns | |
Everybody dies on the ocean. |