Swan Song Lyrics
| Song | Swan Song |
| Artist | Drifting Sun |
| Album | On the Rebound |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Chris Martini | |
| 作曲 : Pat Sanders | |
| Read between the lines, it’s not so hard | |
| To find the truth of what it means | |
| You patronize, I sympathize | |
| But what the hell in the world | |
| Could you ever hope to gain? | |
| And you hope you’ll gain… | |
| You look at me, I look at you | |
| But will we ever see our colours? | |
| Holding on, growing old | |
| Seeing what I want to see | |
| Holding out, but giving up | |
| Hearing what I want to hear | |
| Every which way the same shade of grey | |
| And in the fading light there’s proof | |
| No matter where our point of view | |
| We always will remain | |
| The same old traces of our youth | |
| Though we never do appear | |
| The characters that we endear in fantasy | |
| Searching places high and low | |
| The answer was before me all the time… | |
| Every which way the same shade of grey | |
| And in the fading light there’s proof | |
| No matter where our point of view | |
| We always will remain | |
| The same old traces of our youth |
| zuo ci : Chris Martini | |
| zuo qu : Pat Sanders | |
| Read between the lines, it' s not so hard | |
| To find the truth of what it means | |
| You patronize, I sympathize | |
| But what the hell in the world | |
| Could you ever hope to gain? | |
| And you hope you' ll gain | |
| You look at me, I look at you | |
| But will we ever see our colours? | |
| Holding on, growing old | |
| Seeing what I want to see | |
| Holding out, but giving up | |
| Hearing what I want to hear | |
| Every which way the same shade of grey | |
| And in the fading light there' s proof | |
| No matter where our point of view | |
| We always will remain | |
| The same old traces of our youth | |
| Though we never do appear | |
| The characters that we endear in fantasy | |
| Searching places high and low | |
| The answer was before me all the time | |
| Every which way the same shade of grey | |
| And in the fading light there' s proof | |
| No matter where our point of view | |
| We always will remain | |
| The same old traces of our youth |
| zuò cí : Chris Martini | |
| zuò qǔ : Pat Sanders | |
| Read between the lines, it' s not so hard | |
| To find the truth of what it means | |
| You patronize, I sympathize | |
| But what the hell in the world | |
| Could you ever hope to gain? | |
| And you hope you' ll gain | |
| You look at me, I look at you | |
| But will we ever see our colours? | |
| Holding on, growing old | |
| Seeing what I want to see | |
| Holding out, but giving up | |
| Hearing what I want to hear | |
| Every which way the same shade of grey | |
| And in the fading light there' s proof | |
| No matter where our point of view | |
| We always will remain | |
| The same old traces of our youth | |
| Though we never do appear | |
| The characters that we endear in fantasy | |
| Searching places high and low | |
| The answer was before me all the time | |
| Every which way the same shade of grey | |
| And in the fading light there' s proof | |
| No matter where our point of view | |
| We always will remain | |
| The same old traces of our youth |
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