Cataracts Lyrics
| Song | Cataracts |
| Artist | Andrew Bird |
| Album | Armchair Apocrypha |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : | |
| And when our mouths are filled with uninvited tongues of others | |
| And the strays are pining for their unrequited mothers | |
| Milk that sours is promptly spat, light will fill our eyes like cats | |
| And they shall enter from the back | |
| With spears and scepters and squirming sacks | |
| Scribs and tangles between their ears | |
| Faceless scrumbled charcoal smears, oh dear | |
| Through the coppice and the chaparral | |
| The thickets thick with mold | |
| The bracken and the brier | |
| Catch weed into the fold | |
| When our mouths are filled with uninvited tongues of others | |
| And the strays are pining for their unrequited mothers | |
| Milk that sours is promptly spat, light will fill our eyes like cats | |
| Light will fill our eyes like cats, cataracts |
| zuo qu : | |
| And when our mouths are filled with uninvited tongues of others | |
| And the strays are pining for their unrequited mothers | |
| Milk that sours is promptly spat, light will fill our eyes like cats | |
| And they shall enter from the back | |
| With spears and scepters and squirming sacks | |
| Scribs and tangles between their ears | |
| Faceless scrumbled charcoal smears, oh dear | |
| Through the coppice and the chaparral | |
| The thickets thick with mold | |
| The bracken and the brier | |
| Catch weed into the fold | |
| When our mouths are filled with uninvited tongues of others | |
| And the strays are pining for their unrequited mothers | |
| Milk that sours is promptly spat, light will fill our eyes like cats | |
| Light will fill our eyes like cats, cataracts |
| zuò qǔ : | |
| And when our mouths are filled with uninvited tongues of others | |
| And the strays are pining for their unrequited mothers | |
| Milk that sours is promptly spat, light will fill our eyes like cats | |
| And they shall enter from the back | |
| With spears and scepters and squirming sacks | |
| Scribs and tangles between their ears | |
| Faceless scrumbled charcoal smears, oh dear | |
| Through the coppice and the chaparral | |
| The thickets thick with mold | |
| The bracken and the brier | |
| Catch weed into the fold | |
| When our mouths are filled with uninvited tongues of others | |
| And the strays are pining for their unrequited mothers | |
| Milk that sours is promptly spat, light will fill our eyes like cats | |
| Light will fill our eyes like cats, cataracts |
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