Song | Leaves Don't Drop (They Just Let Go) |
Artist | Carrie Newcomer |
Album | The Geography Of Light |
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作词 : Mains, Newcomer | |
The truth I learned when I was eight | |
My dad swam the length of Spirit Lake | |
Yeah and It must have been a million miles | |
This I knew was true | |
My mother sang while hangin' clothes | |
Her notes weren't perfect heaven knows | |
Yeah, but heaven opened anyway | |
This I knew was true | |
'Cause leaves don't drop they just let go | |
And make a space for seeds to grow | |
And every season brings a change | |
A tree is what a seed contains | |
To die and live is life's refrain | |
I left her with some groceries | |
Said, "Check the oil and call me please” | |
And she said " Hey, Ma I'll be just fine" | |
This I knew was true | |
'Cause leaves don't drop they just let go | |
And make a space for seeds to grow | |
And every season brings a change | |
A tree is what a seed contains | |
To die and live is life's refrain | |
I've traveled through my history | |
From certainty to mystery | |
God speaks in rhyme in paradox | |
This I know is true | |
And finally when my life is through | |
And what I am not what I do | |
'Cause it comes down to you and your next breath | |
This I know is true | |
'Cause leaves don't drop they just let go | |
And make a space for seeds to grow | |
And every season brings a change | |
A tree is what a seed contains | |
To die and live is life's refrain |
zuo ci : Mains, Newcomer | |
The truth I learned when I was eight | |
My dad swam the length of Spirit Lake | |
Yeah and It must have been a million miles | |
This I knew was true | |
My mother sang while hangin' clothes | |
Her notes weren' t perfect heaven knows | |
Yeah, but heaven opened anyway | |
This I knew was true | |
' Cause leaves don' t drop they just let go | |
And make a space for seeds to grow | |
And every season brings a change | |
A tree is what a seed contains | |
To die and live is life' s refrain | |
I left her with some groceries | |
Said, " Check the oil and call me please" | |
And she said " Hey, Ma I' ll be just fine" | |
This I knew was true | |
' Cause leaves don' t drop they just let go | |
And make a space for seeds to grow | |
And every season brings a change | |
A tree is what a seed contains | |
To die and live is life' s refrain | |
I' ve traveled through my history | |
From certainty to mystery | |
God speaks in rhyme in paradox | |
This I know is true | |
And finally when my life is through | |
And what I am not what I do | |
' Cause it comes down to you and your next breath | |
This I know is true | |
' Cause leaves don' t drop they just let go | |
And make a space for seeds to grow | |
And every season brings a change | |
A tree is what a seed contains | |
To die and live is life' s refrain |
zuò cí : Mains, Newcomer | |
The truth I learned when I was eight | |
My dad swam the length of Spirit Lake | |
Yeah and It must have been a million miles | |
This I knew was true | |
My mother sang while hangin' clothes | |
Her notes weren' t perfect heaven knows | |
Yeah, but heaven opened anyway | |
This I knew was true | |
' Cause leaves don' t drop they just let go | |
And make a space for seeds to grow | |
And every season brings a change | |
A tree is what a seed contains | |
To die and live is life' s refrain | |
I left her with some groceries | |
Said, " Check the oil and call me please" | |
And she said " Hey, Ma I' ll be just fine" | |
This I knew was true | |
' Cause leaves don' t drop they just let go | |
And make a space for seeds to grow | |
And every season brings a change | |
A tree is what a seed contains | |
To die and live is life' s refrain | |
I' ve traveled through my history | |
From certainty to mystery | |
God speaks in rhyme in paradox | |
This I know is true | |
And finally when my life is through | |
And what I am not what I do | |
' Cause it comes down to you and your next breath | |
This I know is true | |
' Cause leaves don' t drop they just let go | |
And make a space for seeds to grow | |
And every season brings a change | |
A tree is what a seed contains | |
To die and live is life' s refrain |