Song | Perfect Season |
Artist | Break Reform |
Album | Fractures |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Break Reform | |
It's the perfect season | |
To be looking for a reason | |
About why we live | |
About how we'll die | |
As the winds are blowing | |
And the leaves are growing | |
See my spirit glowing | |
With the light of creation | |
Hear the ghosts of the past | |
Of human race | |
Learn from what that scars | |
Upon your face | |
Hear your forefathers' voices | |
Ringing clear | |
The answers to your questions | |
Glide in the air | |
Words of wisdom glisten | |
Like gold that's sprinkled | |
Golden webs of dew found | |
In early morn' | |
It's up to us to listen | |
Taking them what we need | |
Naturing and watching them grow | |
Reap and you shall sow | |
Hear the ghosts of the past | |
Of human race | |
Learn from what that scars | |
Upon your face | |
Hear the voice of Gaia | |
Ringing clear | |
The answers to your questions | |
Glide in the air |
zuo qu : Break Reform | |
It' s the perfect season | |
To be looking for a reason | |
About why we live | |
About how we' ll die | |
As the winds are blowing | |
And the leaves are growing | |
See my spirit glowing | |
With the light of creation | |
Hear the ghosts of the past | |
Of human race | |
Learn from what that scars | |
Upon your face | |
Hear your forefathers' voices | |
Ringing clear | |
The answers to your questions | |
Glide in the air | |
Words of wisdom glisten | |
Like gold that' s sprinkled | |
Golden webs of dew found | |
In early morn' | |
It' s up to us to listen | |
Taking them what we need | |
Naturing and watching them grow | |
Reap and you shall sow | |
Hear the ghosts of the past | |
Of human race | |
Learn from what that scars | |
Upon your face | |
Hear the voice of Gaia | |
Ringing clear | |
The answers to your questions | |
Glide in the air |
zuò qǔ : Break Reform | |
It' s the perfect season | |
To be looking for a reason | |
About why we live | |
About how we' ll die | |
As the winds are blowing | |
And the leaves are growing | |
See my spirit glowing | |
With the light of creation | |
Hear the ghosts of the past | |
Of human race | |
Learn from what that scars | |
Upon your face | |
Hear your forefathers' voices | |
Ringing clear | |
The answers to your questions | |
Glide in the air | |
Words of wisdom glisten | |
Like gold that' s sprinkled | |
Golden webs of dew found | |
In early morn' | |
It' s up to us to listen | |
Taking them what we need | |
Naturing and watching them grow | |
Reap and you shall sow | |
Hear the ghosts of the past | |
Of human race | |
Learn from what that scars | |
Upon your face | |
Hear the voice of Gaia | |
Ringing clear | |
The answers to your questions | |
Glide in the air |