| 作曲 : Gerber | |
| i can't | |
| begin | |
| to explain | |
| what went | |
| down, and if | |
| i did, would you | |
| understand? | |
| half of | |
| all my eyes | |
| don't know how | |
| to wink | |
| hey, my heart | |
| it's not a race; | |
| all the same, | |
| a good head start helps | |
| -simultaneously- | |
| it would scare | |
| you shitless, unless | |
| you're dead; | |
| already put down | |
| like a horse with a broken leg/ | |
| scarecrow waits | |
| for crows to scare | |
| my friend paces, | |
| twists his hair tips | |
| so my hands | |
| will be red again | |
| (i'm caught canary in a mine) | |
| and oh, your legs | |
| will mend again | |
| (i'll charge the gate and gleam) | |
| oh, | |
| be | |
| firm, and | |
| ask me again | |
| -simultaneously- | |
| i hope someone | |
| will unpack this crate, | |
| will unwrap this cape cos it's | |
| choking me/ | |
| i hope someone will | |
| pack it up, | |
| wrap me up | |
| in holy cloth | |
| and store me in | |
| pyramids | |
| you could bring | |
| me juice, or | |
| saltines when | |
| i'm under | |
| the weather, and | |
| over you | |
| all our songs | |
| in unison | |
| (here's where you bled, and here's where i did) | |
| get your courage | |
| to sick in place | |
| (fight off the doubt that sings like silence) | |
| -simultaneously- | |
| oh, | |
| be | |
| firm, and/ | |
| oh, | |
| just | |
| speak | |
| up, and | |
| ask me again |
| zuo qu : Gerber | |
| i can' t | |
| begin | |
| to explain | |
| what went | |
| down, and if | |
| i did, would you | |
| understand? | |
| half of | |
| all my eyes | |
| don' t know how | |
| to wink | |
| hey, my heart | |
| it' s not a race | |
| all the same, | |
| a good head start helps | |
| simultaneously | |
| it would scare | |
| you shitless, unless | |
| you' re dead | |
| already put down | |
| like a horse with a broken leg | |
| scarecrow waits | |
| for crows to scare | |
| my friend paces, | |
| twists his hair tips | |
| so my hands | |
| will be red again | |
| i' m caught canary in a mine | |
| and oh, your legs | |
| will mend again | |
| i' ll charge the gate and gleam | |
| oh, | |
| be | |
| firm, and | |
| ask me again | |
| simultaneously | |
| i hope someone | |
| will unpack this crate, | |
| will unwrap this cape cos it' s | |
| choking me | |
| i hope someone will | |
| pack it up, | |
| wrap me up | |
| in holy cloth | |
| and store me in | |
| pyramids | |
| you could bring | |
| me juice, or | |
| saltines when | |
| i' m under | |
| the weather, and | |
| over you | |
| all our songs | |
| in unison | |
| here' s where you bled, and here' s where i did | |
| get your courage | |
| to sick in place | |
| fight off the doubt that sings like silence | |
| simultaneously | |
| oh, | |
| be | |
| firm, and | |
| oh, | |
| just | |
| speak | |
| up, and | |
| ask me again |
| zuò qǔ : Gerber | |
| i can' t | |
| begin | |
| to explain | |
| what went | |
| down, and if | |
| i did, would you | |
| understand? | |
| half of | |
| all my eyes | |
| don' t know how | |
| to wink | |
| hey, my heart | |
| it' s not a race | |
| all the same, | |
| a good head start helps | |
| simultaneously | |
| it would scare | |
| you shitless, unless | |
| you' re dead | |
| already put down | |
| like a horse with a broken leg | |
| scarecrow waits | |
| for crows to scare | |
| my friend paces, | |
| twists his hair tips | |
| so my hands | |
| will be red again | |
| i' m caught canary in a mine | |
| and oh, your legs | |
| will mend again | |
| i' ll charge the gate and gleam | |
| oh, | |
| be | |
| firm, and | |
| ask me again | |
| simultaneously | |
| i hope someone | |
| will unpack this crate, | |
| will unwrap this cape cos it' s | |
| choking me | |
| i hope someone will | |
| pack it up, | |
| wrap me up | |
| in holy cloth | |
| and store me in | |
| pyramids | |
| you could bring | |
| me juice, or | |
| saltines when | |
| i' m under | |
| the weather, and | |
| over you | |
| all our songs | |
| in unison | |
| here' s where you bled, and here' s where i did | |
| get your courage | |
| to sick in place | |
| fight off the doubt that sings like silence | |
| simultaneously | |
| oh, | |
| be | |
| firm, and | |
| oh, | |
| just | |
| speak | |
| up, and | |
| ask me again |
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