Song | we don't think, we know |
Artist | Maritime |
Album | We, the Vehicles |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Maritime | |
There is ice inside the hourglass | |
Frozen, we are statues in our own secret pose | |
Between you and me, there are scratches in the quiet | |
If we turned out the lights then we'd really know | |
There's a record playing somewhere down the hall | |
We are caught inside it, bouncing off the walls | |
We don't think we need it, we know | |
All the days are just packed | |
And we're asleep in the trees | |
We could be blowing in the wind | |
That's why we come from all over | |
To find the crowd and share a common heart beat | |
Beat aloud | |
There's a record playing somewhere down the hall | |
We are caught inside it, bouncing off the walls | |
We don't think we own it, we know | |
But chances are the day will come | |
When you are caught alone | |
You were warned | |
We don't think we think so, we know |
zuo qu : Maritime | |
There is ice inside the hourglass | |
Frozen, we are statues in our own secret pose | |
Between you and me, there are scratches in the quiet | |
If we turned out the lights then we' d really know | |
There' s a record playing somewhere down the hall | |
We are caught inside it, bouncing off the walls | |
We don' t think we need it, we know | |
All the days are just packed | |
And we' re asleep in the trees | |
We could be blowing in the wind | |
That' s why we come from all over | |
To find the crowd and share a common heart beat | |
Beat aloud | |
There' s a record playing somewhere down the hall | |
We are caught inside it, bouncing off the walls | |
We don' t think we own it, we know | |
But chances are the day will come | |
When you are caught alone | |
You were warned | |
We don' t think we think so, we know |
zuò qǔ : Maritime | |
There is ice inside the hourglass | |
Frozen, we are statues in our own secret pose | |
Between you and me, there are scratches in the quiet | |
If we turned out the lights then we' d really know | |
There' s a record playing somewhere down the hall | |
We are caught inside it, bouncing off the walls | |
We don' t think we need it, we know | |
All the days are just packed | |
And we' re asleep in the trees | |
We could be blowing in the wind | |
That' s why we come from all over | |
To find the crowd and share a common heart beat | |
Beat aloud | |
There' s a record playing somewhere down the hall | |
We are caught inside it, bouncing off the walls | |
We don' t think we own it, we know | |
But chances are the day will come | |
When you are caught alone | |
You were warned | |
We don' t think we think so, we know |