Song | Act Of The Apostle |
Artist | Belle & Sebastian |
Album | The Life Pursuit |
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[00:11.830] | Morning prayers took the girl unawares |
[00:15.140] | She was late for class and she knew it |
[00:19.170] | The broadcaster had a voice that was soothing |
[00:22.860] | She couldn’t tell if it was a man or woman |
[00:27.640] | A patch of sun fell onto her neck |
[00:34.860] | She put her head on her arms on her desk |
[00:41.520] | The lesson today was Acts of Apostles |
[00:45.240] | The crazy hippies, they’re running scared |
[00:48.870] | She shut her eyes and imagined the desert |
[00:52.580] | No cars, no mobiles, just sun and bread |
[00:57.370] | What would she look like standing by the well? |
[01:04.770] | More like a women and less like a girl |
[01:11.500] | “Oh, if I could make sense of it all! |
[01:19.020] | I wish that I could sing |
[01:21.590] | I’d stay in a melody |
[01:23.970] | I would float along in my everlasting song |
[01:27.380] | What would I do to believe?” |
[01:44.900] | Later on she plays Morning Has Broken |
[01:48.470] | She knows she's bad |
[01:49.880] | She is slowing everbody down |
[01:52.410] | The choirmaster, usually a bastard, knows her mother'ssick |
[01:57.320] | He’ll be nice to her |
[02:00.530] | She thinks that she shouldn’t be there at all |
[02:08.050] | Her worries make everything else seem trivial |
[02:14.770] | “Oh, if I could make sense of it all! |
[02:22.240] | I wish that I could sing |
[02:24.800] | I’d stay in a melody |
[02:27.210] | I would float along in my everlasting song |
[02:30.960] | What would I do to believe?” |
[00:11.830] | Morning prayers took the girl unawares |
[00:15.140] | She was late for class and she knew it |
[00:19.170] | The broadcaster had a voice that was soothing |
[00:22.860] | She couldn' t tell if it was a man or woman |
[00:27.640] | A patch of sun fell onto her neck |
[00:34.860] | She put her head on her arms on her desk |
[00:41.520] | The lesson today was Acts of Apostles |
[00:45.240] | The crazy hippies, they' re running scared |
[00:48.870] | She shut her eyes and imagined the desert |
[00:52.580] | No cars, no mobiles, just sun and bread |
[00:57.370] | What would she look like standing by the well? |
[01:04.770] | More like a women and less like a girl |
[01:11.500] | " Oh, if I could make sense of it all! |
[01:19.020] | I wish that I could sing |
[01:21.590] | I' d stay in a melody |
[01:23.970] | I would float along in my everlasting song |
[01:27.380] | What would I do to believe?" |
[01:44.900] | Later on she plays Morning Has Broken |
[01:48.470] | She knows she' s bad |
[01:49.880] | She is slowing everbody down |
[01:52.410] | The choirmaster, usually a bastard, knows her mother' ssick |
[01:57.320] | He' ll be nice to her |
[02:00.530] | She thinks that she shouldn' t be there at all |
[02:08.050] | Her worries make everything else seem trivial |
[02:14.770] | " Oh, if I could make sense of it all! |
[02:22.240] | I wish that I could sing |
[02:24.800] | I' d stay in a melody |
[02:27.210] | I would float along in my everlasting song |
[02:30.960] | What would I do to believe?" |
[00:11.830] | Morning prayers took the girl unawares |
[00:15.140] | She was late for class and she knew it |
[00:19.170] | The broadcaster had a voice that was soothing |
[00:22.860] | She couldn' t tell if it was a man or woman |
[00:27.640] | A patch of sun fell onto her neck |
[00:34.860] | She put her head on her arms on her desk |
[00:41.520] | The lesson today was Acts of Apostles |
[00:45.240] | The crazy hippies, they' re running scared |
[00:48.870] | She shut her eyes and imagined the desert |
[00:52.580] | No cars, no mobiles, just sun and bread |
[00:57.370] | What would she look like standing by the well? |
[01:04.770] | More like a women and less like a girl |
[01:11.500] | " Oh, if I could make sense of it all! |
[01:19.020] | I wish that I could sing |
[01:21.590] | I' d stay in a melody |
[01:23.970] | I would float along in my everlasting song |
[01:27.380] | What would I do to believe?" |
[01:44.900] | Later on she plays Morning Has Broken |
[01:48.470] | She knows she' s bad |
[01:49.880] | She is slowing everbody down |
[01:52.410] | The choirmaster, usually a bastard, knows her mother' ssick |
[01:57.320] | He' ll be nice to her |
[02:00.530] | She thinks that she shouldn' t be there at all |
[02:08.050] | Her worries make everything else seem trivial |
[02:14.770] | " Oh, if I could make sense of it all! |
[02:22.240] | I wish that I could sing |
[02:24.800] | I' d stay in a melody |
[02:27.210] | I would float along in my everlasting song |
[02:30.960] | What would I do to believe?" |