| 作词 : Guster | |
| Not much of this makes sense to me | |
| River leaves run cold and dry | |
| But it keeps me from swinging tree to tree | |
| And sometimes | |
| I’m too scared to even try | |
| Hashing through the possibilities | |
| They seem as endless as the sky | |
| You seek the truth and the quiet breeze | |
| But the air is too thin to reply | |
| Well, I know that’s where | |
| I’ll never be‘ | |
| Cause I can see the summer’s done | |
| I try to let the river flow in and out of me | |
| And pray I float the way | |
| I think I want | |
| And pray I float at all | |
| Distant notions of subtle residue | |
| Cling to minds from our past | |
| Tell us what is what and who made who | |
| But time’s events move us too fast | |
| Simple sentiments whisked away by anxious steel wool | |
| Struggling to content ourselves with what we think best | |
| That what makes happy of which we seem never full | |
| Is actually more than plenty for it is already possessed | |
| Well, I know that’s where | |
| I’ll never be‘ | |
| Cause I can see the summer’s done | |
| I try to let the river flow in and out of me | |
| And pray I float the way | |
| I think I want | |
| And pray I float at all | |
| Not much of this makes sense to me | |
| River leaves run cold and dry | |
| But it keeps me from swinging tree to tree | |
| And sometimes | |
| I’m too scared to even try | |
| Ultra confusion feigns clarity | |
| Scattered delusions excuses destiny | |
| It’s never exactly how it appears to be | |
| It's too much for any of us to even try, try to see | |
| Well, I know that’s where | |
| I’ll never be‘ | |
| Cause I can see the summer’s done | |
| I try to let the river flow in and out of me | |
| And pray I float the way | |
| I think I want | |
| And pray I float at all |
| zuo ci : Guster | |
| Not much of this makes sense to me | |
| River leaves run cold and dry | |
| But it keeps me from swinging tree to tree | |
| And sometimes | |
| I' m too scared to even try | |
| Hashing through the possibilities | |
| They seem as endless as the sky | |
| You seek the truth and the quiet breeze | |
| But the air is too thin to reply | |
| Well, I know that' s where | |
| I' ll never be' | |
| Cause I can see the summer' s done | |
| I try to let the river flow in and out of me | |
| And pray I float the way | |
| I think I want | |
| And pray I float at all | |
| Distant notions of subtle residue | |
| Cling to minds from our past | |
| Tell us what is what and who made who | |
| But time' s events move us too fast | |
| Simple sentiments whisked away by anxious steel wool | |
| Struggling to content ourselves with what we think best | |
| That what makes happy of which we seem never full | |
| Is actually more than plenty for it is already possessed | |
| Well, I know that' s where | |
| I' ll never be' | |
| Cause I can see the summer' s done | |
| I try to let the river flow in and out of me | |
| And pray I float the way | |
| I think I want | |
| And pray I float at all | |
| Not much of this makes sense to me | |
| River leaves run cold and dry | |
| But it keeps me from swinging tree to tree | |
| And sometimes | |
| I' m too scared to even try | |
| Ultra confusion feigns clarity | |
| Scattered delusions excuses destiny | |
| It' s never exactly how it appears to be | |
| It' s too much for any of us to even try, try to see | |
| Well, I know that' s where | |
| I' ll never be' | |
| Cause I can see the summer' s done | |
| I try to let the river flow in and out of me | |
| And pray I float the way | |
| I think I want | |
| And pray I float at all |
| zuò cí : Guster | |
| Not much of this makes sense to me | |
| River leaves run cold and dry | |
| But it keeps me from swinging tree to tree | |
| And sometimes | |
| I' m too scared to even try | |
| Hashing through the possibilities | |
| They seem as endless as the sky | |
| You seek the truth and the quiet breeze | |
| But the air is too thin to reply | |
| Well, I know that' s where | |
| I' ll never be' | |
| Cause I can see the summer' s done | |
| I try to let the river flow in and out of me | |
| And pray I float the way | |
| I think I want | |
| And pray I float at all | |
| Distant notions of subtle residue | |
| Cling to minds from our past | |
| Tell us what is what and who made who | |
| But time' s events move us too fast | |
| Simple sentiments whisked away by anxious steel wool | |
| Struggling to content ourselves with what we think best | |
| That what makes happy of which we seem never full | |
| Is actually more than plenty for it is already possessed | |
| Well, I know that' s where | |
| I' ll never be' | |
| Cause I can see the summer' s done | |
| I try to let the river flow in and out of me | |
| And pray I float the way | |
| I think I want | |
| And pray I float at all | |
| Not much of this makes sense to me | |
| River leaves run cold and dry | |
| But it keeps me from swinging tree to tree | |
| And sometimes | |
| I' m too scared to even try | |
| Ultra confusion feigns clarity | |
| Scattered delusions excuses destiny | |
| It' s never exactly how it appears to be | |
| It' s too much for any of us to even try, try to see | |
| Well, I know that' s where | |
| I' ll never be' | |
| Cause I can see the summer' s done | |
| I try to let the river flow in and out of me | |
| And pray I float the way | |
| I think I want | |
| And pray I float at all |
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