Song | Full Moon Or Infinity |
Artist | Cass McCombs |
Album | Dropping The Writ |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : McCombs | |
Winter in | |
Pigtown, buckets of rain | |
I swept the asbestos into a pile again | |
In my small room without a window | |
I was grateful enough just to be alone | |
I don’t know what’s come over me… | |
The Full Moon or | |
Infinity? | |
On my walk | |
I found a watch in the snow | |
Second hand still ticking, | |
I slid it on my wrist slow | |
Though time was of the essence, | |
I ignored | |
Instead to hide my face into the fat | |
I’d stored | |
I don’t know what’s come over me… | |
The Full Moon or | |
Infinity? | |
For Tourist | |
Woman, vacation’s squalor | |
Is something to gloat about, especially the rent, | |
I’m sure Come to me, sit with me, chain me down | |
Hair is growing in so many new places | |
I’ve found! | |
I don’t know what’s come over me… | |
The Full Moon or | |
Infinity? | |
The soft light of candles fill the house | |
I am compelled to repeat my vows | |
Infinity whispers in my ear | |
Will my violence reveal itself away or near? | |
I don’t know what’s come over me… | |
The Full Moon or | |
Infinity? |
zuo qu : McCombs | |
Winter in | |
Pigtown, buckets of rain | |
I swept the asbestos into a pile again | |
In my small room without a window | |
I was grateful enough just to be alone | |
I don' t know what' s come over me | |
The Full Moon or | |
Infinity? | |
On my walk | |
I found a watch in the snow | |
Second hand still ticking, | |
I slid it on my wrist slow | |
Though time was of the essence, | |
I ignored | |
Instead to hide my face into the fat | |
I' d stored | |
I don' t know what' s come over me | |
The Full Moon or | |
Infinity? | |
For Tourist | |
Woman, vacation' s squalor | |
Is something to gloat about, especially the rent, | |
I' m sure Come to me, sit with me, chain me down | |
Hair is growing in so many new places | |
I' ve found! | |
I don' t know what' s come over me | |
The Full Moon or | |
Infinity? | |
The soft light of candles fill the house | |
I am compelled to repeat my vows | |
Infinity whispers in my ear | |
Will my violence reveal itself away or near? | |
I don' t know what' s come over me | |
The Full Moon or | |
Infinity? |
zuò qǔ : McCombs | |
Winter in | |
Pigtown, buckets of rain | |
I swept the asbestos into a pile again | |
In my small room without a window | |
I was grateful enough just to be alone | |
I don' t know what' s come over me | |
The Full Moon or | |
Infinity? | |
On my walk | |
I found a watch in the snow | |
Second hand still ticking, | |
I slid it on my wrist slow | |
Though time was of the essence, | |
I ignored | |
Instead to hide my face into the fat | |
I' d stored | |
I don' t know what' s come over me | |
The Full Moon or | |
Infinity? | |
For Tourist | |
Woman, vacation' s squalor | |
Is something to gloat about, especially the rent, | |
I' m sure Come to me, sit with me, chain me down | |
Hair is growing in so many new places | |
I' ve found! | |
I don' t know what' s come over me | |
The Full Moon or | |
Infinity? | |
The soft light of candles fill the house | |
I am compelled to repeat my vows | |
Infinity whispers in my ear | |
Will my violence reveal itself away or near? | |
I don' t know what' s come over me | |
The Full Moon or | |
Infinity? |