Song | Acid Test |
Artist | Emma Pollock |
Album | Watch The Fireworks |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : POLLOCK EMMA SHEARER | |
作词 : POLLOCK EMMA SHEARER | |
This house does not feel like a home, | |
Is it occupied? | |
This life is not one that | |
I own, Do | |
I dramatise? | |
These days | |
I think I'll stay at home, | |
By the fireside | |
Just leave the outdoors to get on, | |
While I theorise | |
There is nothing here to celebrate | |
I should be kickin' out my heels parade, | |
AhIf it fits then | |
I'll wear it | |
If you can hear me | |
I'll declare it, | |
Share itI've called your name out, | |
Sunny and blue | |
I've picture sitting, | |
Just me and you | |
No one else is, | |
Ever around | |
This is the acid test that | |
I've, Found | |
At least three times in a single week, | |
I am run aground | |
There is no warning | |
I can seek, | |
I am always found | |
There is no rhyme or reason to this, | |
A fault appears | |
With the gaping hollow under my feet, | |
I disappear | |
There is nothing here to stop me | |
I just fall until it's got me, | |
AhIf it fits then | |
I'll wear it | |
If you can hear me | |
I'll declare it, | |
Share itI've called your name out, | |
Sunny and blue | |
I picture sitting, | |
Just me and you | |
No one else is, | |
Ever around | |
This is the acid test that | |
I've, Found | |
I think I need to shake up, wake up fast | |
Forgive a little low, | |
I won't let it last | |
With every little day that passes | |
Something is fixin' if something is broken | |
This conversation is no longer talkin' | |
I've called your name out, | |
Sunny and blue | |
I picture sitting, | |
Just me and you | |
No one else is, | |
Ever around | |
This is the acid test that | |
I've, Found |
zuo qu : POLLOCK EMMA SHEARER | |
zuo ci : POLLOCK EMMA SHEARER | |
This house does not feel like a home, | |
Is it occupied? | |
This life is not one that | |
I own, Do | |
I dramatise? | |
These days | |
I think I' ll stay at home, | |
By the fireside | |
Just leave the outdoors to get on, | |
While I theorise | |
There is nothing here to celebrate | |
I should be kickin' out my heels parade, | |
AhIf it fits then | |
I' ll wear it | |
If you can hear me | |
I' ll declare it, | |
Share itI' ve called your name out, | |
Sunny and blue | |
I' ve picture sitting, | |
Just me and you | |
No one else is, | |
Ever around | |
This is the acid test that | |
I' ve, Found | |
At least three times in a single week, | |
I am run aground | |
There is no warning | |
I can seek, | |
I am always found | |
There is no rhyme or reason to this, | |
A fault appears | |
With the gaping hollow under my feet, | |
I disappear | |
There is nothing here to stop me | |
I just fall until it' s got me, | |
AhIf it fits then | |
I' ll wear it | |
If you can hear me | |
I' ll declare it, | |
Share itI' ve called your name out, | |
Sunny and blue | |
I picture sitting, | |
Just me and you | |
No one else is, | |
Ever around | |
This is the acid test that | |
I' ve, Found | |
I think I need to shake up, wake up fast | |
Forgive a little low, | |
I won' t let it last | |
With every little day that passes | |
Something is fixin' if something is broken | |
This conversation is no longer talkin' | |
I' ve called your name out, | |
Sunny and blue | |
I picture sitting, | |
Just me and you | |
No one else is, | |
Ever around | |
This is the acid test that | |
I' ve, Found |
zuò qǔ : POLLOCK EMMA SHEARER | |
zuò cí : POLLOCK EMMA SHEARER | |
This house does not feel like a home, | |
Is it occupied? | |
This life is not one that | |
I own, Do | |
I dramatise? | |
These days | |
I think I' ll stay at home, | |
By the fireside | |
Just leave the outdoors to get on, | |
While I theorise | |
There is nothing here to celebrate | |
I should be kickin' out my heels parade, | |
AhIf it fits then | |
I' ll wear it | |
If you can hear me | |
I' ll declare it, | |
Share itI' ve called your name out, | |
Sunny and blue | |
I' ve picture sitting, | |
Just me and you | |
No one else is, | |
Ever around | |
This is the acid test that | |
I' ve, Found | |
At least three times in a single week, | |
I am run aground | |
There is no warning | |
I can seek, | |
I am always found | |
There is no rhyme or reason to this, | |
A fault appears | |
With the gaping hollow under my feet, | |
I disappear | |
There is nothing here to stop me | |
I just fall until it' s got me, | |
AhIf it fits then | |
I' ll wear it | |
If you can hear me | |
I' ll declare it, | |
Share itI' ve called your name out, | |
Sunny and blue | |
I picture sitting, | |
Just me and you | |
No one else is, | |
Ever around | |
This is the acid test that | |
I' ve, Found | |
I think I need to shake up, wake up fast | |
Forgive a little low, | |
I won' t let it last | |
With every little day that passes | |
Something is fixin' if something is broken | |
This conversation is no longer talkin' | |
I' ve called your name out, | |
Sunny and blue | |
I picture sitting, | |
Just me and you | |
No one else is, | |
Ever around | |
This is the acid test that | |
I' ve, Found |