Song | Weightless Again |
Artist | Cerys Matthews |
Album | Cockahoop |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Sparks, Sparks | |
We stopped for coffee in the redwood forest | |
Giant dripping leaves spoons of powdered cream | |
I wanted to kiss you but | |
I wasn't sure how | |
Like those | |
Indians lost in the rainforest | |
Forced to drag burning wood wherever they went | |
They had had all forgotten how to light a fire | |
That’s why people od on pills | |
And jump from the golden gate bridge | |
Anything to feel weightless again | |
Those poor lost | |
Indians when the white men found them | |
Most died of | |
TB the rest went insane | |
In our motel room you were drinking slice and gin | |
Reading Moby | |
Dick on the other bed | |
Remember the first time we slept together | |
You said it felt like when you learn to float | |
That's why people | |
OD on pills | |
And jump from the golden gate bridge | |
Anything to feel weightless again |
zuo qu : Sparks, Sparks | |
We stopped for coffee in the redwood forest | |
Giant dripping leaves spoons of powdered cream | |
I wanted to kiss you but | |
I wasn' t sure how | |
Like those | |
Indians lost in the rainforest | |
Forced to drag burning wood wherever they went | |
They had had all forgotten how to light a fire | |
That' s why people od on pills | |
And jump from the golden gate bridge | |
Anything to feel weightless again | |
Those poor lost | |
Indians when the white men found them | |
Most died of | |
TB the rest went insane | |
In our motel room you were drinking slice and gin | |
Reading Moby | |
Dick on the other bed | |
Remember the first time we slept together | |
You said it felt like when you learn to float | |
That' s why people | |
OD on pills | |
And jump from the golden gate bridge | |
Anything to feel weightless again |
zuò qǔ : Sparks, Sparks | |
We stopped for coffee in the redwood forest | |
Giant dripping leaves spoons of powdered cream | |
I wanted to kiss you but | |
I wasn' t sure how | |
Like those | |
Indians lost in the rainforest | |
Forced to drag burning wood wherever they went | |
They had had all forgotten how to light a fire | |
That' s why people od on pills | |
And jump from the golden gate bridge | |
Anything to feel weightless again | |
Those poor lost | |
Indians when the white men found them | |
Most died of | |
TB the rest went insane | |
In our motel room you were drinking slice and gin | |
Reading Moby | |
Dick on the other bed | |
Remember the first time we slept together | |
You said it felt like when you learn to float | |
That' s why people | |
OD on pills | |
And jump from the golden gate bridge | |
Anything to feel weightless again |