My Last Two Weeks Lyrics
| Song | My Last Two Weeks |
| Artist | Peter Murphy |
| Album | Love Hysteria |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Murphy | |
| When I returned | |
| You buried my last two weeks | |
| My last two weeks | |
| Of my new times | |
| So it didn't seem like | |
| A wasted mouthful | |
| A wasted mouthful | |
| Because of a trip | |
| That was trapped inside you | |
| I was trapped inside you | |
| And always imagined | |
| That I could | |
| I always imagined | |
| Imagined I would | |
| Conjure you up | |
| Conjure you up | |
| So it didn't seem like | |
| It didn't seem like | |
| I was conditioned | |
| I was conditioned about that | |
| So it didn't seem like | |
| A wasted mouthful | |
| Am I untruthful | |
| Am I untruthful | |
| As a result of being | |
| Maybe Maybe it was too soon | |
| The red rose | |
| I liken it to the flicker of the pure | |
| Fleeting moments | |
| Precede our actions | |
| Light that's not burning | |
| Light that's not burning | |
| No more lost sinking feeling | |
| Tethered to your shoe | |
| Tethered to you | |
| We ask the controller | |
| He sends us flames | |
| Our lying bodies sleep | |
| His whispered word says | |
| Ah this is how | |
| This is how it looks | |
| From where we weep | |
| Tethered to red rose | |
| Tethered to your shoe | |
| To the seven of cups | |
| Tethered to you |
| zuo ci : Murphy | |
| When I returned | |
| You buried my last two weeks | |
| My last two weeks | |
| Of my new times | |
| So it didn' t seem like | |
| A wasted mouthful | |
| A wasted mouthful | |
| Because of a trip | |
| That was trapped inside you | |
| I was trapped inside you | |
| And always imagined | |
| That I could | |
| I always imagined | |
| Imagined I would | |
| Conjure you up | |
| Conjure you up | |
| So it didn' t seem like | |
| It didn' t seem like | |
| I was conditioned | |
| I was conditioned about that | |
| So it didn' t seem like | |
| A wasted mouthful | |
| Am I untruthful | |
| Am I untruthful | |
| As a result of being | |
| Maybe Maybe it was too soon | |
| The red rose | |
| I liken it to the flicker of the pure | |
| Fleeting moments | |
| Precede our actions | |
| Light that' s not burning | |
| Light that' s not burning | |
| No more lost sinking feeling | |
| Tethered to your shoe | |
| Tethered to you | |
| We ask the controller | |
| He sends us flames | |
| Our lying bodies sleep | |
| His whispered word says | |
| Ah this is how | |
| This is how it looks | |
| From where we weep | |
| Tethered to red rose | |
| Tethered to your shoe | |
| To the seven of cups | |
| Tethered to you |
| zuò cí : Murphy | |
| When I returned | |
| You buried my last two weeks | |
| My last two weeks | |
| Of my new times | |
| So it didn' t seem like | |
| A wasted mouthful | |
| A wasted mouthful | |
| Because of a trip | |
| That was trapped inside you | |
| I was trapped inside you | |
| And always imagined | |
| That I could | |
| I always imagined | |
| Imagined I would | |
| Conjure you up | |
| Conjure you up | |
| So it didn' t seem like | |
| It didn' t seem like | |
| I was conditioned | |
| I was conditioned about that | |
| So it didn' t seem like | |
| A wasted mouthful | |
| Am I untruthful | |
| Am I untruthful | |
| As a result of being | |
| Maybe Maybe it was too soon | |
| The red rose | |
| I liken it to the flicker of the pure | |
| Fleeting moments | |
| Precede our actions | |
| Light that' s not burning | |
| Light that' s not burning | |
| No more lost sinking feeling | |
| Tethered to your shoe | |
| Tethered to you | |
| We ask the controller | |
| He sends us flames | |
| Our lying bodies sleep | |
| His whispered word says | |
| Ah this is how | |
| This is how it looks | |
| From where we weep | |
| Tethered to red rose | |
| Tethered to your shoe | |
| To the seven of cups | |
| Tethered to you |
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