Song | Middleman |
Artist | Bright Eyes |
Album | Cassadaga |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Conor Oberst | |
I traveled though the atmosphere as a wall of feedback climbed | |
The pegs were gold, the band was old, they played in half time | |
Now every dream gets whittled down just like every fool gets wise | |
You will never reap of any seed deprived of sunlight | |
So I have become the Middleman | |
The gray areas are mine | |
The in-between, the absentee | |
Is a beautiful disguise | |
So I keep my footlights shining bright just like I keep my exits wide | |
'Cause I never know when it's time to go, it's too crowded now inside | |
The dead can hide beneath the ground and the birds can always fly | |
But the rest of us do what we must in constant compromise | |
So I have become the Middleman | |
The gray areas are fine | |
The "I don't know," the "maybe so" | |
Is the only real reply | |
It is the only true reply |
zuo qu : Conor Oberst | |
I traveled though the atmosphere as a wall of feedback climbed | |
The pegs were gold, the band was old, they played in half time | |
Now every dream gets whittled down just like every fool gets wise | |
You will never reap of any seed deprived of sunlight | |
So I have become the Middleman | |
The gray areas are mine | |
The inbetween, the absentee | |
Is a beautiful disguise | |
So I keep my footlights shining bright just like I keep my exits wide | |
' Cause I never know when it' s time to go, it' s too crowded now inside | |
The dead can hide beneath the ground and the birds can always fly | |
But the rest of us do what we must in constant compromise | |
So I have become the Middleman | |
The gray areas are fine | |
The " I don' t know," the " maybe so" | |
Is the only real reply | |
It is the only true reply |
zuò qǔ : Conor Oberst | |
I traveled though the atmosphere as a wall of feedback climbed | |
The pegs were gold, the band was old, they played in half time | |
Now every dream gets whittled down just like every fool gets wise | |
You will never reap of any seed deprived of sunlight | |
So I have become the Middleman | |
The gray areas are mine | |
The inbetween, the absentee | |
Is a beautiful disguise | |
So I keep my footlights shining bright just like I keep my exits wide | |
' Cause I never know when it' s time to go, it' s too crowded now inside | |
The dead can hide beneath the ground and the birds can always fly | |
But the rest of us do what we must in constant compromise | |
So I have become the Middleman | |
The gray areas are fine | |
The " I don' t know," the " maybe so" | |
Is the only real reply | |
It is the only true reply |