Song | It Covers The Hillsides |
Artist | Midlake |
Album | The Trials Of Van Occupanther |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Smith | |
It covers the roadways | |
It covers the hillsides | |
It covers the houses | |
It covers the frozen pines | |
And we had the snowfall | |
To run all the rations dry | |
And when we got hungry | |
We'd taken what wasn't ours | |
And now we will set out | |
The seats are cold on this boat | |
As we head towards the ocean | |
Making our way out | |
Trying to survive | |
As we head our towards the ocean | |
I'm not sure where this river goes | |
But we have no choice but to follow | |
There is smoke in the sky over those trees | |
Let us hope they are kind to you and me | |
Let us hope, let us hope they have enough | |
Winter comes, it sure is rough | |
Maybe they'll welcome us | |
We won't ask much | |
But their rations were low | |
And they couldn't help us | |
So off we go | |
It covers the roadways | |
It covers the hillsides | |
It covers the houses | |
It covers the frozen pines | |
Now we will set out | |
The seats are cold on this boat | |
As we head towards the ocean | |
Making our way out | |
Trying to survive | |
As we head out towards the ocean | |
Towards the ocean, towards the ocean | |
Towards the ocean, towards the ocean |
zuo qu : Smith | |
It covers the roadways | |
It covers the hillsides | |
It covers the houses | |
It covers the frozen pines | |
And we had the snowfall | |
To run all the rations dry | |
And when we got hungry | |
We' d taken what wasn' t ours | |
And now we will set out | |
The seats are cold on this boat | |
As we head towards the ocean | |
Making our way out | |
Trying to survive | |
As we head our towards the ocean | |
I' m not sure where this river goes | |
But we have no choice but to follow | |
There is smoke in the sky over those trees | |
Let us hope they are kind to you and me | |
Let us hope, let us hope they have enough | |
Winter comes, it sure is rough | |
Maybe they' ll welcome us | |
We won' t ask much | |
But their rations were low | |
And they couldn' t help us | |
So off we go | |
It covers the roadways | |
It covers the hillsides | |
It covers the houses | |
It covers the frozen pines | |
Now we will set out | |
The seats are cold on this boat | |
As we head towards the ocean | |
Making our way out | |
Trying to survive | |
As we head out towards the ocean | |
Towards the ocean, towards the ocean | |
Towards the ocean, towards the ocean |
zuò qǔ : Smith | |
It covers the roadways | |
It covers the hillsides | |
It covers the houses | |
It covers the frozen pines | |
And we had the snowfall | |
To run all the rations dry | |
And when we got hungry | |
We' d taken what wasn' t ours | |
And now we will set out | |
The seats are cold on this boat | |
As we head towards the ocean | |
Making our way out | |
Trying to survive | |
As we head our towards the ocean | |
I' m not sure where this river goes | |
But we have no choice but to follow | |
There is smoke in the sky over those trees | |
Let us hope they are kind to you and me | |
Let us hope, let us hope they have enough | |
Winter comes, it sure is rough | |
Maybe they' ll welcome us | |
We won' t ask much | |
But their rations were low | |
And they couldn' t help us | |
So off we go | |
It covers the roadways | |
It covers the hillsides | |
It covers the houses | |
It covers the frozen pines | |
Now we will set out | |
The seats are cold on this boat | |
As we head towards the ocean | |
Making our way out | |
Trying to survive | |
As we head out towards the ocean | |
Towards the ocean, towards the ocean | |
Towards the ocean, towards the ocean |