Song | Timorous Me |
Artist | Ted Leo and the Pharmacists |
Album | The Tyranny of Distance |
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作曲 : Leo | |
Me and Johnny sitting in the green grass | |
I don't remember too much from that far back in the past | |
But man, oh man, was Jonathan a laugh | |
In those days | |
Apparently he was my very best friend | |
We spent warm summer days wishing they would never end | |
But I only know from photographs I look at | |
Every now and again | |
And J-J-Johnny | |
Ooh, all he left us was an apple tree | |
And ooh, where'd he go and ooh, why'd he leave? | |
Ooh, why do I grieve? | |
Now I don't ever see Jonathan no more | |
But my life rolls on just like it did before | |
And I only wonder what it is | |
That I even miss him for | |
Me and Timory holding hands | |
I was shaking hers 'cause she said she was a fan | |
There was an awkward pause and something that should have began | |
Just passed us by | |
But I watched her sing along with every word | |
In the prettiest voice that I never heard | |
And I still see her dancing, wearing my shirt | |
Right there | |
And t-t-timorous me | |
All Timory left me was a memory | |
And ooh, I was blind and ooh, now I find that | |
I can't see | |
Now me and Jodi spent a lot of our time | |
Just sitting in silence, driving late at night | |
Maybe even wondering what was on each others' mind | |
Sometimes | |
But I know she's like me so I let it ride | |
She's dwelling in the quiet space left behind | |
Where only peace can answer why, and you abide | |
The birds must fly |
zuo qu : Leo | |
Me and Johnny sitting in the green grass | |
I don' t remember too much from that far back in the past | |
But man, oh man, was Jonathan a laugh | |
In those days | |
Apparently he was my very best friend | |
We spent warm summer days wishing they would never end | |
But I only know from photographs I look at | |
Every now and again | |
And JJJohnny | |
Ooh, all he left us was an apple tree | |
And ooh, where' d he go and ooh, why' d he leave? | |
Ooh, why do I grieve? | |
Now I don' t ever see Jonathan no more | |
But my life rolls on just like it did before | |
And I only wonder what it is | |
That I even miss him for | |
Me and Timory holding hands | |
I was shaking hers ' cause she said she was a fan | |
There was an awkward pause and something that should have began | |
Just passed us by | |
But I watched her sing along with every word | |
In the prettiest voice that I never heard | |
And I still see her dancing, wearing my shirt | |
Right there | |
And tttimorous me | |
All Timory left me was a memory | |
And ooh, I was blind and ooh, now I find that | |
I can' t see | |
Now me and Jodi spent a lot of our time | |
Just sitting in silence, driving late at night | |
Maybe even wondering what was on each others' mind | |
Sometimes | |
But I know she' s like me so I let it ride | |
She' s dwelling in the quiet space left behind | |
Where only peace can answer why, and you abide | |
The birds must fly |
zuò qǔ : Leo | |
Me and Johnny sitting in the green grass | |
I don' t remember too much from that far back in the past | |
But man, oh man, was Jonathan a laugh | |
In those days | |
Apparently he was my very best friend | |
We spent warm summer days wishing they would never end | |
But I only know from photographs I look at | |
Every now and again | |
And JJJohnny | |
Ooh, all he left us was an apple tree | |
And ooh, where' d he go and ooh, why' d he leave? | |
Ooh, why do I grieve? | |
Now I don' t ever see Jonathan no more | |
But my life rolls on just like it did before | |
And I only wonder what it is | |
That I even miss him for | |
Me and Timory holding hands | |
I was shaking hers ' cause she said she was a fan | |
There was an awkward pause and something that should have began | |
Just passed us by | |
But I watched her sing along with every word | |
In the prettiest voice that I never heard | |
And I still see her dancing, wearing my shirt | |
Right there | |
And tttimorous me | |
All Timory left me was a memory | |
And ooh, I was blind and ooh, now I find that | |
I can' t see | |
Now me and Jodi spent a lot of our time | |
Just sitting in silence, driving late at night | |
Maybe even wondering what was on each others' mind | |
Sometimes | |
But I know she' s like me so I let it ride | |
She' s dwelling in the quiet space left behind | |
Where only peace can answer why, and you abide | |
The birds must fly |