Song | Bleeding Powers |
Artist | Ted Leo and the Pharmacists |
Album | Shake the Sheets |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Leo | |
All the time you were keeping me straight | |
I was bleeding powers | |
In my mind it was never too late | |
And the days were hours | |
And sure the waves still make spray at the old sea wall | |
And the road leads somewhere but it's not yet to your door | |
And the road leads somewhere but it's not yet to your door | |
Let's go down to the old South End | |
Where we used to meet | |
Take me back to the basements and alleys | |
On Wallbridge Street | |
But it'll only make me sadder when I can't conjure ghosts no more | |
And the road leads somewhere, but it's not yet to your door | |
And the road leads somewhere, but it's not yet to your door | |
All the time you've spent working away | |
Well, you've done more than your part | |
All the times you only wanted your say | |
Not their slings and darts | |
And still you couldn't let them drown in their own hate no more | |
And the road leads somewhere, but it's not yet to your door | |
And the road leads somewhere, but it's not yet to your door | |
And you still see people waiting for the next excuse for war | |
And the road leads somewhere, but it's not yet to your door | |
And the road leads somewhere, but it's not yet to your door | |
And the road leads somewhere, but it's not yet to your door |
zuo qu : Leo | |
All the time you were keeping me straight | |
I was bleeding powers | |
In my mind it was never too late | |
And the days were hours | |
And sure the waves still make spray at the old sea wall | |
And the road leads somewhere but it' s not yet to your door | |
And the road leads somewhere but it' s not yet to your door | |
Let' s go down to the old South End | |
Where we used to meet | |
Take me back to the basements and alleys | |
On Wallbridge Street | |
But it' ll only make me sadder when I can' t conjure ghosts no more | |
And the road leads somewhere, but it' s not yet to your door | |
And the road leads somewhere, but it' s not yet to your door | |
All the time you' ve spent working away | |
Well, you' ve done more than your part | |
All the times you only wanted your say | |
Not their slings and darts | |
And still you couldn' t let them drown in their own hate no more | |
And the road leads somewhere, but it' s not yet to your door | |
And the road leads somewhere, but it' s not yet to your door | |
And you still see people waiting for the next excuse for war | |
And the road leads somewhere, but it' s not yet to your door | |
And the road leads somewhere, but it' s not yet to your door | |
And the road leads somewhere, but it' s not yet to your door |
zuò qǔ : Leo | |
All the time you were keeping me straight | |
I was bleeding powers | |
In my mind it was never too late | |
And the days were hours | |
And sure the waves still make spray at the old sea wall | |
And the road leads somewhere but it' s not yet to your door | |
And the road leads somewhere but it' s not yet to your door | |
Let' s go down to the old South End | |
Where we used to meet | |
Take me back to the basements and alleys | |
On Wallbridge Street | |
But it' ll only make me sadder when I can' t conjure ghosts no more | |
And the road leads somewhere, but it' s not yet to your door | |
And the road leads somewhere, but it' s not yet to your door | |
All the time you' ve spent working away | |
Well, you' ve done more than your part | |
All the times you only wanted your say | |
Not their slings and darts | |
And still you couldn' t let them drown in their own hate no more | |
And the road leads somewhere, but it' s not yet to your door | |
And the road leads somewhere, but it' s not yet to your door | |
And you still see people waiting for the next excuse for war | |
And the road leads somewhere, but it' s not yet to your door | |
And the road leads somewhere, but it' s not yet to your door | |
And the road leads somewhere, but it' s not yet to your door |