Song | Pillar To Post |
Artist | Aztec Camera |
Album | High Land, Hard Rain |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Frame |
[00:00.90] | Artist:aztec camera |
[00:01.59] | Songs Title:pillar to post |
[00:02.41] | |
[00:26.97] | So you appear and say how Ive grown |
[00:29.80] | |
[00:30.30] | And fill me up with faces Ive known. |
[00:32.99] | |
[00:33.61] | In this light theyre far from divine |
[00:35.99] | |
[00:36.61] | Ill save them up and spend them when I have time. |
[00:41.05] | |
[00:46.74] | The salted taste of all your tears and woes |
[00:51.61] | |
[00:52.67] | Sent me in haste my melancholy rose |
[00:57.38] | |
[00:58.49] | Those tasteless lips were closed |
[01:01.77] | You watched me come, youll see me go. |
[01:05.28] | Once I was happy in happy extremes |
[01:11.71] | Packing my bags for the path of the free |
[01:17.72] | From pillar to post I am driven it seems |
[01:23.34] | |
[01:23.96] | These bitter tokens are worthless to me |
[01:29.40] | |
[01:31.46] | Just like june the curtains are closed |
[01:33.90] | |
[01:34.59] | The ghost of shame he sits here and sighs |
[01:37.21] | |
[01:37.78] | Ill love the flames like Ive loved the cold |
[01:40.65] | Ill learn to love the life of the could i, could i, could i |
[01:45.71] | |
[01:50.78] | So I dont cross my fingers any more |
[01:55.46] | |
[01:57.21] | You looked for rags and found them at your door |
[02:02.02] | |
[02:02.59] | How could you ask for more |
[02:06.02] | Than everything youve heard before? |
[02:09.65] | Once I was happy in happy extremes |
[02:14.46] | |
[02:15.77] | Packing my bags for the path of the free |
[02:21.77] | From pillar to post I am driven it seems |
[02:27.34] | |
[02:28.46] | These bitter tokens are worthless to me |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Frame |
[00:00.90] | Artist: aztec camera |
[00:01.59] | Songs Title: pillar to post |
[00:02.41] | |
[00:26.97] | So you appear and say how Ive grown |
[00:29.80] | |
[00:30.30] | And fill me up with faces Ive known. |
[00:32.99] | |
[00:33.61] | In this light theyre far from divine |
[00:35.99] | |
[00:36.61] | Ill save them up and spend them when I have time. |
[00:41.05] | |
[00:46.74] | The salted taste of all your tears and woes |
[00:51.61] | |
[00:52.67] | Sent me in haste my melancholy rose |
[00:57.38] | |
[00:58.49] | Those tasteless lips were closed |
[01:01.77] | You watched me come, youll see me go. |
[01:05.28] | Once I was happy in happy extremes |
[01:11.71] | Packing my bags for the path of the free |
[01:17.72] | From pillar to post I am driven it seems |
[01:23.34] | |
[01:23.96] | These bitter tokens are worthless to me |
[01:29.40] | |
[01:31.46] | Just like june the curtains are closed |
[01:33.90] | |
[01:34.59] | The ghost of shame he sits here and sighs |
[01:37.21] | |
[01:37.78] | Ill love the flames like Ive loved the cold |
[01:40.65] | Ill learn to love the life of the could i, could i, could i |
[01:45.71] | |
[01:50.78] | So I dont cross my fingers any more |
[01:55.46] | |
[01:57.21] | You looked for rags and found them at your door |
[02:02.02] | |
[02:02.59] | How could you ask for more |
[02:06.02] | Than everything youve heard before? |
[02:09.65] | Once I was happy in happy extremes |
[02:14.46] | |
[02:15.77] | Packing my bags for the path of the free |
[02:21.77] | From pillar to post I am driven it seems |
[02:27.34] | |
[02:28.46] | These bitter tokens are worthless to me |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Frame |
[00:00.90] | Artist: aztec camera |
[00:01.59] | Songs Title: pillar to post |
[00:02.41] | |
[00:26.97] | So you appear and say how Ive grown |
[00:29.80] | |
[00:30.30] | And fill me up with faces Ive known. |
[00:32.99] | |
[00:33.61] | In this light theyre far from divine |
[00:35.99] | |
[00:36.61] | Ill save them up and spend them when I have time. |
[00:41.05] | |
[00:46.74] | The salted taste of all your tears and woes |
[00:51.61] | |
[00:52.67] | Sent me in haste my melancholy rose |
[00:57.38] | |
[00:58.49] | Those tasteless lips were closed |
[01:01.77] | You watched me come, youll see me go. |
[01:05.28] | Once I was happy in happy extremes |
[01:11.71] | Packing my bags for the path of the free |
[01:17.72] | From pillar to post I am driven it seems |
[01:23.34] | |
[01:23.96] | These bitter tokens are worthless to me |
[01:29.40] | |
[01:31.46] | Just like june the curtains are closed |
[01:33.90] | |
[01:34.59] | The ghost of shame he sits here and sighs |
[01:37.21] | |
[01:37.78] | Ill love the flames like Ive loved the cold |
[01:40.65] | Ill learn to love the life of the could i, could i, could i |
[01:45.71] | |
[01:50.78] | So I dont cross my fingers any more |
[01:55.46] | |
[01:57.21] | You looked for rags and found them at your door |
[02:02.02] | |
[02:02.59] | How could you ask for more |
[02:06.02] | Than everything youve heard before? |
[02:09.65] | Once I was happy in happy extremes |
[02:14.46] | |
[02:15.77] | Packing my bags for the path of the free |
[02:21.77] | From pillar to post I am driven it seems |
[02:27.34] | |
[02:28.46] | These bitter tokens are worthless to me |