Song | Come in Closer |
Artist | Blue October |
Album | Argue With a Tree |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作曲 : Furstenfeld |
[00:02.62] | Artist:blue october |
[00:05.24] | Songs Title:come in closer |
[00:12.60] | |
[00:14.97] | |
[00:26.77] | The first born, my heart will call Truly |
[00:33.01] | A God-like boy of the sky |
[00:39.68] | The fog hissed away like a movie |
[00:46.55] | And serpents go home for the night |
[00:53.16] | The thundercloud rain hits the freeway |
[00:59.71] | The clowns put on makeup for show |
[01:06.45] | The nightfall, my skin crawl kind of evening |
[01:11.51] | And how the wind she blows |
[01:15.00] | How the wind she blows |
[01:18.81] | I want you to come closer |
[01:21.99] | Come in closer. Come in closer. |
[01:25.11] | |
[02:13.91] | I want you to come in closer |
[02:15.04] | Come dancing with devils |
[02:16.54] | Need not to know their names |
[02:19.73] | We'll waltz like an army |
[02:20.58] | Come in closer. Come in closer. |
[02:22.83] | I want you to come in closer, in closer |
[02:23.15] | For the fear of our pain |
[02:26.27] | Our souls become useless |
[02:29.71] | As the day they were born |
[02:33.26] | In a rusted arm rocking chair |
[02:36.70] | Away from your storm |
[02:39.45] | But still, the truth remains lethal |
[02:43.38] | |
[02:47.05] | Where my shoes become hammers |
[02:49.43] | And my words become sand |
[02:53.04] | Like a sour patch, a wedding batch |
[02:56.23] | Of roses you threw across my floor |
[02:59.85] | In the rusted arm rocking chair |
[03:02.96] | Away from your storm |
[03:05.40] | I really do |
[00:00.00] | zuo qu : Furstenfeld |
[00:02.62] | Artist: blue october |
[00:05.24] | Songs Title: come in closer |
[00:12.60] | |
[00:14.97] | |
[00:26.77] | The first born, my heart will call Truly |
[00:33.01] | A Godlike boy of the sky |
[00:39.68] | The fog hissed away like a movie |
[00:46.55] | And serpents go home for the night |
[00:53.16] | The thundercloud rain hits the freeway |
[00:59.71] | The clowns put on makeup for show |
[01:06.45] | The nightfall, my skin crawl kind of evening |
[01:11.51] | And how the wind she blows |
[01:15.00] | How the wind she blows |
[01:18.81] | I want you to come closer |
[01:21.99] | Come in closer. Come in closer. |
[01:25.11] | |
[02:13.91] | I want you to come in closer |
[02:15.04] | Come dancing with devils |
[02:16.54] | Need not to know their names |
[02:19.73] | We' ll waltz like an army |
[02:20.58] | Come in closer. Come in closer. |
[02:22.83] | I want you to come in closer, in closer |
[02:23.15] | For the fear of our pain |
[02:26.27] | Our souls become useless |
[02:29.71] | As the day they were born |
[02:33.26] | In a rusted arm rocking chair |
[02:36.70] | Away from your storm |
[02:39.45] | But still, the truth remains lethal |
[02:43.38] | |
[02:47.05] | Where my shoes become hammers |
[02:49.43] | And my words become sand |
[02:53.04] | Like a sour patch, a wedding batch |
[02:56.23] | Of roses you threw across my floor |
[02:59.85] | In the rusted arm rocking chair |
[03:02.96] | Away from your storm |
[03:05.40] | I really do |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Furstenfeld |
[00:02.62] | Artist: blue october |
[00:05.24] | Songs Title: come in closer |
[00:12.60] | |
[00:14.97] | |
[00:26.77] | The first born, my heart will call Truly |
[00:33.01] | A Godlike boy of the sky |
[00:39.68] | The fog hissed away like a movie |
[00:46.55] | And serpents go home for the night |
[00:53.16] | The thundercloud rain hits the freeway |
[00:59.71] | The clowns put on makeup for show |
[01:06.45] | The nightfall, my skin crawl kind of evening |
[01:11.51] | And how the wind she blows |
[01:15.00] | How the wind she blows |
[01:18.81] | I want you to come closer |
[01:21.99] | Come in closer. Come in closer. |
[01:25.11] | |
[02:13.91] | I want you to come in closer |
[02:15.04] | Come dancing with devils |
[02:16.54] | Need not to know their names |
[02:19.73] | We' ll waltz like an army |
[02:20.58] | Come in closer. Come in closer. |
[02:22.83] | I want you to come in closer, in closer |
[02:23.15] | For the fear of our pain |
[02:26.27] | Our souls become useless |
[02:29.71] | As the day they were born |
[02:33.26] | In a rusted arm rocking chair |
[02:36.70] | Away from your storm |
[02:39.45] | But still, the truth remains lethal |
[02:43.38] | |
[02:47.05] | Where my shoes become hammers |
[02:49.43] | And my words become sand |
[02:53.04] | Like a sour patch, a wedding batch |
[02:56.23] | Of roses you threw across my floor |
[02:59.85] | In the rusted arm rocking chair |
[03:02.96] | Away from your storm |
[03:05.40] | I really do |