Song | Dear Believer |
Artist | Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros |
Album | Here |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Edward Sharpe &The Magnetic Zeros | |
Dear believer come sing me a song | |
Let the octave belong to the next | |
And lifting us soundly back into the world | |
May we sing the earth, heaven's breath | |
Murder murder, you haunt every bone | |
But the son you have grown still resists | |
Anger anger, you're finally my bitch | |
Through glory of this, heaven's breath | |
Paradise, has its hunter | |
Call me blind, call me foolI don't mind chasing thunder | |
I say reaching for heaven is what I'm on Earth to do | |
Dear believer I've no cause to go on | |
Save for if you take my case | |
See the world was good and heavy on my shoulders as a child | |
But I let it all go to my waist | |
Now comfort's rooting pigs for my blood | |
To stick in my mud a flag of white | |
Dear believer of fire and rebirth | |
May we shine the earth, heaven's light | |
Dear believer come sing us a song | |
Like we sang upon younger days | |
When the world was good and heavy on our shoulders as a child' | |
Fore we let it all go to waste | |
Paradise has its hunter | |
Call me wise, call me foolI don't mind chasing thunder | |
I say reaching for heaven is what I'm on Earth to do | |
I say reaching for heaven is what I'm on Earth to do | |
Maybe reaching for heaven is what I'm on Earth to do |
zuo ci : Edward Sharpe The Magnetic Zeros | |
Dear believer come sing me a song | |
Let the octave belong to the next | |
And lifting us soundly back into the world | |
May we sing the earth, heaven' s breath | |
Murder murder, you haunt every bone | |
But the son you have grown still resists | |
Anger anger, you' re finally my bitch | |
Through glory of this, heaven' s breath | |
Paradise, has its hunter | |
Call me blind, call me foolI don' t mind chasing thunder | |
I say reaching for heaven is what I' m on Earth to do | |
Dear believer I' ve no cause to go on | |
Save for if you take my case | |
See the world was good and heavy on my shoulders as a child | |
But I let it all go to my waist | |
Now comfort' s rooting pigs for my blood | |
To stick in my mud a flag of white | |
Dear believer of fire and rebirth | |
May we shine the earth, heaven' s light | |
Dear believer come sing us a song | |
Like we sang upon younger days | |
When the world was good and heavy on our shoulders as a child' | |
Fore we let it all go to waste | |
Paradise has its hunter | |
Call me wise, call me foolI don' t mind chasing thunder | |
I say reaching for heaven is what I' m on Earth to do | |
I say reaching for heaven is what I' m on Earth to do | |
Maybe reaching for heaven is what I' m on Earth to do |
zuò cí : Edward Sharpe The Magnetic Zeros | |
Dear believer come sing me a song | |
Let the octave belong to the next | |
And lifting us soundly back into the world | |
May we sing the earth, heaven' s breath | |
Murder murder, you haunt every bone | |
But the son you have grown still resists | |
Anger anger, you' re finally my bitch | |
Through glory of this, heaven' s breath | |
Paradise, has its hunter | |
Call me blind, call me foolI don' t mind chasing thunder | |
I say reaching for heaven is what I' m on Earth to do | |
Dear believer I' ve no cause to go on | |
Save for if you take my case | |
See the world was good and heavy on my shoulders as a child | |
But I let it all go to my waist | |
Now comfort' s rooting pigs for my blood | |
To stick in my mud a flag of white | |
Dear believer of fire and rebirth | |
May we shine the earth, heaven' s light | |
Dear believer come sing us a song | |
Like we sang upon younger days | |
When the world was good and heavy on our shoulders as a child' | |
Fore we let it all go to waste | |
Paradise has its hunter | |
Call me wise, call me foolI don' t mind chasing thunder | |
I say reaching for heaven is what I' m on Earth to do | |
I say reaching for heaven is what I' m on Earth to do | |
Maybe reaching for heaven is what I' m on Earth to do |