| 作词 : Heaton, Sullivan | |
| The roll of distant thunder breaks | |
| The afternoon of silence wakes | |
| They hurry through from | |
| Petergate as if they know this dance | |
| In fury blind | |
| I drive at night | |
| Across the moors, the open roads | |
| Beneath the freezing starry skies, racing in some trance | |
| These cities are illusions of some triumph over | |
| Nature's laws | |
| We've seen the iron carcass rust and buildings topple into dust | |
| And as the waters rise it seems we cling to all the rootless things | |
| The Christian lies, technology, while spirits scream and sing... | |
| Oh, God, I love the world | |
| Well I never said | |
| I was a clever man | |
| But I know enough to understand | |
| That the endless leaps and forward plans will someday have to cease | |
| You blind yourselves with comfort lies | |
| Like lightning never strikes you twice | |
| And we laugh at your amazed surprise as the | |
| Ark begins to sink | |
| The temple that is built so well, to separate us from ourselves | |
| Is a power grown beyond control and a will without a face | |
| And watching from outside | |
| I wish that | |
| I could wash my hands of this | |
| But we are locked together here, this bittersweet embrace... | |
| Oh, God, I love the world | |
| And if one day the final fire | |
| Explodes across the whitened sky | |
| I know you said you'd rather die and make it over fast | |
| With courage from your bravest friends | |
| Waiting outside for the end | |
| With no bitterness but an innocence that | |
| I can't seem to grasp | |
| I know, somehow | |
| I will survive this fury just to stay alive | |
| So drunk with sickness, weak with pain | |
| I can walk the hills one last time | |
| Scarred and smiling, dying slow | |
| I'll scream to no one left at all | |
| I told you so, | |
| I told you so, | |
| I told you so... | |
| Oh, God, I love the world |
| zuo ci : Heaton, Sullivan | |
| The roll of distant thunder breaks | |
| The afternoon of silence wakes | |
| They hurry through from | |
| Petergate as if they know this dance | |
| In fury blind | |
| I drive at night | |
| Across the moors, the open roads | |
| Beneath the freezing starry skies, racing in some trance | |
| These cities are illusions of some triumph over | |
| Nature' s laws | |
| We' ve seen the iron carcass rust and buildings topple into dust | |
| And as the waters rise it seems we cling to all the rootless things | |
| The Christian lies, technology, while spirits scream and sing... | |
| Oh, God, I love the world | |
| Well I never said | |
| I was a clever man | |
| But I know enough to understand | |
| That the endless leaps and forward plans will someday have to cease | |
| You blind yourselves with comfort lies | |
| Like lightning never strikes you twice | |
| And we laugh at your amazed surprise as the | |
| Ark begins to sink | |
| The temple that is built so well, to separate us from ourselves | |
| Is a power grown beyond control and a will without a face | |
| And watching from outside | |
| I wish that | |
| I could wash my hands of this | |
| But we are locked together here, this bittersweet embrace... | |
| Oh, God, I love the world | |
| And if one day the final fire | |
| Explodes across the whitened sky | |
| I know you said you' d rather die and make it over fast | |
| With courage from your bravest friends | |
| Waiting outside for the end | |
| With no bitterness but an innocence that | |
| I can' t seem to grasp | |
| I know, somehow | |
| I will survive this fury just to stay alive | |
| So drunk with sickness, weak with pain | |
| I can walk the hills one last time | |
| Scarred and smiling, dying slow | |
| I' ll scream to no one left at all | |
| I told you so, | |
| I told you so, | |
| I told you so... | |
| Oh, God, I love the world |
| zuò cí : Heaton, Sullivan | |
| The roll of distant thunder breaks | |
| The afternoon of silence wakes | |
| They hurry through from | |
| Petergate as if they know this dance | |
| In fury blind | |
| I drive at night | |
| Across the moors, the open roads | |
| Beneath the freezing starry skies, racing in some trance | |
| These cities are illusions of some triumph over | |
| Nature' s laws | |
| We' ve seen the iron carcass rust and buildings topple into dust | |
| And as the waters rise it seems we cling to all the rootless things | |
| The Christian lies, technology, while spirits scream and sing... | |
| Oh, God, I love the world | |
| Well I never said | |
| I was a clever man | |
| But I know enough to understand | |
| That the endless leaps and forward plans will someday have to cease | |
| You blind yourselves with comfort lies | |
| Like lightning never strikes you twice | |
| And we laugh at your amazed surprise as the | |
| Ark begins to sink | |
| The temple that is built so well, to separate us from ourselves | |
| Is a power grown beyond control and a will without a face | |
| And watching from outside | |
| I wish that | |
| I could wash my hands of this | |
| But we are locked together here, this bittersweet embrace... | |
| Oh, God, I love the world | |
| And if one day the final fire | |
| Explodes across the whitened sky | |
| I know you said you' d rather die and make it over fast | |
| With courage from your bravest friends | |
| Waiting outside for the end | |
| With no bitterness but an innocence that | |
| I can' t seem to grasp | |
| I know, somehow | |
| I will survive this fury just to stay alive | |
| So drunk with sickness, weak with pain | |
| I can walk the hills one last time | |
| Scarred and smiling, dying slow | |
| I' ll scream to no one left at all | |
| I told you so, | |
| I told you so, | |
| I told you so... | |
| Oh, God, I love the world |
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