| Song | Dominos |
| Artist | Better Oblivion Community Center |
| Artist | Phoebe Bridgers |
| Artist | Conor Oberst |
| Album | Better Oblivion Community Center |
| [00:00.000] | 作词 : Taylor Hollingsworth |
| [00:01.000] | 作曲 : Taylor Hollingsworth |
| [00:04.40] | Can you hear the crickets? |
| [00:07.98] | All I hear is crickets |
| [00:11.08] | Like a river |
| [00:15.88] | Shining through the edges of my sight |
| [00:21.47] | The sky is pitch black, dark |
| [00:26.08] | Yet somehow really peaceful |
| [00:30.21] | At the same time |
| [00:35.10] | It gets dark in the morning |
| [00:38.07] | Trade sleep for drinks in a bar |
| [00:42.31] | I'm sure as hell my breath stinks |
| [00:45.82] | Watch it float like smoke in the fog |
| [00:50.42] | I can feel a tornado |
| [00:53.68] | And it's shivering up my arms |
| [00:58.45] | I've been playing dominoes |
| [01:01.45] | I'm just trying not to wreck no cars |
| [01:05.88] | Putting fear in my nose |
| [01:09.36] | And trying to keep up with all my thoughts |
| [01:14.06] | If we're going somewhere, I'm ready |
| [01:19.23] | If it's just dirt, I'm not |
| [01:23.21] | I scrape my eye when I touch the sky |
| [01:29.07] | And lose a little vision for the man |
| [01:33.73] | I can call it in my mind |
| [01:37.11] | I don't want to hold nobody's hand |
| [01:41.55] | I can toss in the morning light |
| [01:44.78] | I'll play dead when I'm buried in the sand |
| [01:49.20] | I'm seeing shadows of man a who's |
| [01:53.20] | Homeless, buried and numb |
| [01:56.65] | A forecast of forgotten land |
| [02:00.50] | I hope it shows up in the setting sun |
| [02:05.26] | If we're going somewhere, I'm ready |
| [02:09.93] | Honey, if it's nowhere, I'm done |
| [02:14.79] | I can hear a voice but it's speaking code |
| [02:21.89] | |
| [02:21.89] | (Poured concrete on top, concrete on top, concrete) |
| [02:25.64] | Like I'm talking to strangers on a foreign phone |
| [02:33.09] | I can talk to angels when I'm all alone |
| [02:40.16] | They take me to a place in the city |
| [02:45.27] | And when we're done they take me home |
| [02:50.08] | Can't find a forest with the singing birds |
| [02:56.49] | Instead I'm just a low voice in the crowd |
| [03:00.76] | Can't hear my own voice in this crowd |
| [03:08.66] | I get edgy on dark streets |
| [03:11.80] | Coming home, I feel my heartbeat |
| [03:16.15] | I say I'm stoned for the last time |
| [03:19.20] | I do it again and repeat |
| [03:23.91] | I'm carpooling to kingdom come |
| [03:27.11] | Into the wild purgatory |
| [03:31.62] | Experiencing a magic rainbow |
| [03:35.20] | All you got to do is follow |
| [03:39.00] | And if you're not feeling ready |
| [03:44.44] | There's always tomorrow |
| [03:49.37] | And if you're not feeling ready |
| [03:54.16] | There's always tomorrow |
| [03:59.58] |
| [00:00.000] | zuò cí : Taylor Hollingsworth |
| [00:01.000] | zuò qǔ : Taylor Hollingsworth |
| [00:04.40] | Can you hear the crickets? |
| [00:07.98] | All I hear is crickets |
| [00:11.08] | Like a river |
| [00:15.88] | Shining through the edges of my sight |
| [00:21.47] | The sky is pitch black, dark |
| [00:26.08] | Yet somehow really peaceful |
| [00:30.21] | At the same time |
| [00:35.10] | It gets dark in the morning |
| [00:38.07] | Trade sleep for drinks in a bar |
| [00:42.31] | I' m sure as hell my breath stinks |
| [00:45.82] | Watch it float like smoke in the fog |
| [00:50.42] | I can feel a tornado |
| [00:53.68] | And it' s shivering up my arms |
| [00:58.45] | I' ve been playing dominoes |
| [01:01.45] | I' m just trying not to wreck no cars |
| [01:05.88] | Putting fear in my nose |
| [01:09.36] | And trying to keep up with all my thoughts |
| [01:14.06] | If we' re going somewhere, I' m ready |
| [01:19.23] | If it' s just dirt, I' m not |
| [01:23.21] | I scrape my eye when I touch the sky |
| [01:29.07] | And lose a little vision for the man |
| [01:33.73] | I can call it in my mind |
| [01:37.11] | I don' t want to hold nobody' s hand |
| [01:41.55] | I can toss in the morning light |
| [01:44.78] | I' ll play dead when I' m buried in the sand |
| [01:49.20] | I' m seeing shadows of man a who' s |
| [01:53.20] | Homeless, buried and numb |
| [01:56.65] | A forecast of forgotten land |
| [02:00.50] | I hope it shows up in the setting sun |
| [02:05.26] | If we' re going somewhere, I' m ready |
| [02:09.93] | Honey, if it' s nowhere, I' m done |
| [02:14.79] | I can hear a voice but it' s speaking code |
| [02:21.89] | |
| [02:21.89] | Poured concrete on top, concrete on top, concrete |
| [02:25.64] | Like I' m talking to strangers on a foreign phone |
| [02:33.09] | I can talk to angels when I' m all alone |
| [02:40.16] | They take me to a place in the city |
| [02:45.27] | And when we' re done they take me home |
| [02:50.08] | Can' t find a forest with the singing birds |
| [02:56.49] | Instead I' m just a low voice in the crowd |
| [03:00.76] | Can' t hear my own voice in this crowd |
| [03:08.66] | I get edgy on dark streets |
| [03:11.80] | Coming home, I feel my heartbeat |
| [03:16.15] | I say I' m stoned for the last time |
| [03:19.20] | I do it again and repeat |
| [03:23.91] | I' m carpooling to kingdom come |
| [03:27.11] | Into the wild purgatory |
| [03:31.62] | Experiencing a magic rainbow |
| [03:35.20] | All you got to do is follow |
| [03:39.00] | And if you' re not feeling ready |
| [03:44.44] | There' s always tomorrow |
| [03:49.37] | And if you' re not feeling ready |
| [03:54.16] | There' s always tomorrow |
| [03:59.58] |