[00:00.00] 作曲 : GIBBARD, BENJAMIN
[00:00.666] 作词 : GIBBARD, BENJAMIN
[00:02.00]Portable Television
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[00:04.82]Bored of old television, shrouded in snow
[00:08.72]In a raggedy van on the side of the road
[00:12.83]The night it had frozen through my little bones
[00:17.19]So you took me in your arms, you squeezed out the cold
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[00:21.78]And oh
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[00:43.84]Upstate New York, autumn, brightly colored leaves
[00:47.75]Oh, the hills were on fire, they burn for you and me
[00:52.11]And where we were going it was built like a lie
[00:56.35]But as sacred as the Bible, so we didn't question why
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[01:00.96]And oh
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[01:23.14]I saw it in the soil just recently
[01:26.84]Where the rows of teeth they grow in fields of infinite greed
[01:31.32]And here laid the father, and here stood the son
[01:35.58]Where the road meets the horizon for everyone
[01:42.07]For everyone
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[01:50.91]Bored of old television, take us away
[01:54.98]From this burden of reflection we've carried today
[01:59.32]Oh, the generator's running but there's nothing on the air
[02:03.63]And the static is a comfort, so we huddle around and stare
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[02:08.54]And oh
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