Song | In My Tree |
Artist | Pearl Jam |
Album | No Code |
作词 : Gossard, Irons, Vedder | |
Up here in my tree, yeah... | |
Newspapers meant enough to me, yeah...no... | |
No more crowbars to my head, yeah... | |
I'm trading stories with the leaves instead, yeah... | |
Wave to all my friends, yeah... | |
They don't seem to notice me, no... | |
All their eyes trained on the street, yo, oh... | |
Sidewalk cigarettes and scenes, yeah...yeah... | |
Up here so high I start to escape | |
Up here so high, the sky I scrape | |
I'm so high, I hold just one breath here within my chest | |
Just like innocence... | |
I remember him, yeah... | |
I swore I knew everything, oh yeah... | |
They say knowledge is a dream, yeah... | |
He's growing up just like me, yeah... | |
I'm so light, the wind he shakes | |
I'm so high, the sky I scrape, yeah... | |
I'm so light I hold just one breath and go back to my nest | |
Sleep with innocence... | |
Up here so high, the bars they break... | |
Up here so high, the sky I scrape... | |
Had my eyes peeled both wide open, and I got a glimpse... | |
Of my innocence...got back my innocence... | |
Baby, got it...still got it... |
zuò cí : Gossard, Irons, Vedder | |
Up here in my tree, yeah... | |
Newspapers meant enough to me, yeah... no... | |
No more crowbars to my head, yeah... | |
I' m trading stories with the leaves instead, yeah... | |
Wave to all my friends, yeah... | |
They don' t seem to notice me, no... | |
All their eyes trained on the street, yo, oh... | |
Sidewalk cigarettes and scenes, yeah... yeah... | |
Up here so high I start to escape | |
Up here so high, the sky I scrape | |
I' m so high, I hold just one breath here within my chest | |
Just like innocence... | |
I remember him, yeah... | |
I swore I knew everything, oh yeah... | |
They say knowledge is a dream, yeah... | |
He' s growing up just like me, yeah... | |
I' m so light, the wind he shakes | |
I' m so high, the sky I scrape, yeah... | |
I' m so light I hold just one breath and go back to my nest | |
Sleep with innocence... | |
Up here so high, the bars they break... | |
Up here so high, the sky I scrape... | |
Had my eyes peeled both wide open, and I got a glimpse... | |
Of my innocence... got back my innocence... | |
Baby, got it... still got it... |