| Song | The Park |
| Artist | Haley Heynderickx |
| Artist | Max García Conover |
| Album | Among Horses III |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Haley Heynderickx |
| [00:09.45] | It took hold of me |
| [00:12.33] | |
| [00:13.89] | I saw a grown man crying |
| [00:17.19] | |
| [00:19.83] | I ricocheted the difference as a stranger kindly watching |
| [00:24.57] | |
| [00:26.40] | From a park bench across the street |
| [00:30.72] | |
| [00:34.11] | And it took hold of me |
| [00:36.90] | |
| [00:38.46] | I wonder what this man is borrowing |
| [00:41.55] | |
| [00:44.37] | Has he unlocked the pattern from that well that he's been drawing from |
| [00:49.47] | |
| [00:50.82] | As he dips the shadows unto his feet |
| [00:55.41] | |
| [00:58.92] | And it took hold of me |
| [01:01.71] | |
| [01:03.24] | Was someone planting him a garden |
| [01:06.12] | |
| [01:09.06] | Was her hair as long as the streams within a fountain |
| [01:13.71] | |
| [01:14.22] | Pouring light |
| [01:15.06] | |
| [01:15.93] | Into a home he could not keep |
| [01:19.95] | |
| [01:47.55] | Oh how nice to see a pattern broken |
| [01:51.78] | |
| [01:53.07] | When I've never even seen my father weep |
| [01:59.55] | |
| [02:01.77] | So it took hold of me |
| [02:04.95] | |
| [02:06.48] | Was someone planting him a daughter |
| [02:09.24] | |
| [02:12.39] | Was her life as strong as the river pushing water from the sides |
| [02:18.18] | |
| [02:19.20] | And gently out to sea |
| [02:23.16] | |
| [02:26.43] | And it took hold of me |
| [02:29.04] | |
| [02:30.75] | I offer cigarette and lighter |
| [02:33.81] | |
| [02:36.75] | I know it isn't much but if it makes spirits feel higher |
| [02:41.49] | |
| [02:43.08] | We push the smoke out into the street |
| [02:48.24] | |
| [02:50.82] | Into the street |
| [02:53.73] | |
| [02:57.06] | Into the street |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : Haley Heynderickx |
| [00:09.45] | It took hold of me |
| [00:12.33] | |
| [00:13.89] | I saw a grown man crying |
| [00:17.19] | |
| [00:19.83] | I ricocheted the difference as a stranger kindly watching |
| [00:24.57] | |
| [00:26.40] | From a park bench across the street |
| [00:30.72] | |
| [00:34.11] | And it took hold of me |
| [00:36.90] | |
| [00:38.46] | I wonder what this man is borrowing |
| [00:41.55] | |
| [00:44.37] | Has he unlocked the pattern from that well that he' s been drawing from |
| [00:49.47] | |
| [00:50.82] | As he dips the shadows unto his feet |
| [00:55.41] | |
| [00:58.92] | And it took hold of me |
| [01:01.71] | |
| [01:03.24] | Was someone planting him a garden |
| [01:06.12] | |
| [01:09.06] | Was her hair as long as the streams within a fountain |
| [01:13.71] | |
| [01:14.22] | Pouring light |
| [01:15.06] | |
| [01:15.93] | Into a home he could not keep |
| [01:19.95] | |
| [01:47.55] | Oh how nice to see a pattern broken |
| [01:51.78] | |
| [01:53.07] | When I' ve never even seen my father weep |
| [01:59.55] | |
| [02:01.77] | So it took hold of me |
| [02:04.95] | |
| [02:06.48] | Was someone planting him a daughter |
| [02:09.24] | |
| [02:12.39] | Was her life as strong as the river pushing water from the sides |
| [02:18.18] | |
| [02:19.20] | And gently out to sea |
| [02:23.16] | |
| [02:26.43] | And it took hold of me |
| [02:29.04] | |
| [02:30.75] | I offer cigarette and lighter |
| [02:33.81] | |
| [02:36.75] | I know it isn' t much but if it makes spirits feel higher |
| [02:41.49] | |
| [02:43.08] | We push the smoke out into the street |
| [02:48.24] | |
| [02:50.82] | Into the street |
| [02:53.73] | |
| [02:57.06] | Into the street |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Haley Heynderickx |
| [00:09.45] | It took hold of me |
| [00:12.33] | |
| [00:13.89] | I saw a grown man crying |
| [00:17.19] | |
| [00:19.83] | I ricocheted the difference as a stranger kindly watching |
| [00:24.57] | |
| [00:26.40] | From a park bench across the street |
| [00:30.72] | |
| [00:34.11] | And it took hold of me |
| [00:36.90] | |
| [00:38.46] | I wonder what this man is borrowing |
| [00:41.55] | |
| [00:44.37] | Has he unlocked the pattern from that well that he' s been drawing from |
| [00:49.47] | |
| [00:50.82] | As he dips the shadows unto his feet |
| [00:55.41] | |
| [00:58.92] | And it took hold of me |
| [01:01.71] | |
| [01:03.24] | Was someone planting him a garden |
| [01:06.12] | |
| [01:09.06] | Was her hair as long as the streams within a fountain |
| [01:13.71] | |
| [01:14.22] | Pouring light |
| [01:15.06] | |
| [01:15.93] | Into a home he could not keep |
| [01:19.95] | |
| [01:47.55] | Oh how nice to see a pattern broken |
| [01:51.78] | |
| [01:53.07] | When I' ve never even seen my father weep |
| [01:59.55] | |
| [02:01.77] | So it took hold of me |
| [02:04.95] | |
| [02:06.48] | Was someone planting him a daughter |
| [02:09.24] | |
| [02:12.39] | Was her life as strong as the river pushing water from the sides |
| [02:18.18] | |
| [02:19.20] | And gently out to sea |
| [02:23.16] | |
| [02:26.43] | And it took hold of me |
| [02:29.04] | |
| [02:30.75] | I offer cigarette and lighter |
| [02:33.81] | |
| [02:36.75] | I know it isn' t much but if it makes spirits feel higher |
| [02:41.49] | |
| [02:43.08] | We push the smoke out into the street |
| [02:48.24] | |
| [02:50.82] | Into the street |
| [02:53.73] | |
| [02:57.06] | Into the street |