Song | If You Are To Bloom |
Artist | Hum |
Album | Downward Is Heavenward |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : HUM | |
I'm thinking of your wide open eyes | |
Smiling as they feed the nerves | |
That push the field of silver and the colorful lines | |
That only you could see, like only you could do | |
I'm picturing a forcep in ice | |
That you would see if you could reach | |
And reconnect the ends into the delicate threads | |
But I just sit and wait for a blip to break the perfect little thin green line | |
I dreamt of jet this high | |
Seeding clouds from the other side | |
And glowing softly until the underbelly shines | |
And the back skims through the steam | |
Feeding upturned mouths and sprinkling awake | |
A dusty sleep you took too soon | |
And you, you need watering if you are to bloom | |
I'm thinking of your failing green eyes | |
Smiling as they greet the day | |
But they can't see me | |
And now I'm picturing us opening wide | |
And drinking down our days in haze and bliss together til it tumbles aside | |
But I just sit and wait for a rhythm in a perfect little thin green line | |
It's true... so soon (And the coil speaks) | |
I'd like to see us together | |
I'd like to lay my head low | |
I need to lean on a soft one | |
And bring the spin of the world to appear slow (And the coil sleeps) | |
You've been gathering angels | |
And fading further each day | |
I love you now as | |
I never Remember my face as it quietly make your way | |
I dreamt of jet this high | |
Seeding clouds from the other side | |
And glowing softly until the underbelly shines | |
And the back skims through the steam | |
Feeding upturned mouths and sprinkling awake | |
A dusty sleep you took too soon | |
And you, you need watering if you are to bloom |
zuo ci : HUM | |
I' m thinking of your wide open eyes | |
Smiling as they feed the nerves | |
That push the field of silver and the colorful lines | |
That only you could see, like only you could do | |
I' m picturing a forcep in ice | |
That you would see if you could reach | |
And reconnect the ends into the delicate threads | |
But I just sit and wait for a blip to break the perfect little thin green line | |
I dreamt of jet this high | |
Seeding clouds from the other side | |
And glowing softly until the underbelly shines | |
And the back skims through the steam | |
Feeding upturned mouths and sprinkling awake | |
A dusty sleep you took too soon | |
And you, you need watering if you are to bloom | |
I' m thinking of your failing green eyes | |
Smiling as they greet the day | |
But they can' t see me | |
And now I' m picturing us opening wide | |
And drinking down our days in haze and bliss together til it tumbles aside | |
But I just sit and wait for a rhythm in a perfect little thin green line | |
It' s true... so soon And the coil speaks | |
I' d like to see us together | |
I' d like to lay my head low | |
I need to lean on a soft one | |
And bring the spin of the world to appear slow And the coil sleeps | |
You' ve been gathering angels | |
And fading further each day | |
I love you now as | |
I never Remember my face as it quietly make your way | |
I dreamt of jet this high | |
Seeding clouds from the other side | |
And glowing softly until the underbelly shines | |
And the back skims through the steam | |
Feeding upturned mouths and sprinkling awake | |
A dusty sleep you took too soon | |
And you, you need watering if you are to bloom |
zuò cí : HUM | |
I' m thinking of your wide open eyes | |
Smiling as they feed the nerves | |
That push the field of silver and the colorful lines | |
That only you could see, like only you could do | |
I' m picturing a forcep in ice | |
That you would see if you could reach | |
And reconnect the ends into the delicate threads | |
But I just sit and wait for a blip to break the perfect little thin green line | |
I dreamt of jet this high | |
Seeding clouds from the other side | |
And glowing softly until the underbelly shines | |
And the back skims through the steam | |
Feeding upturned mouths and sprinkling awake | |
A dusty sleep you took too soon | |
And you, you need watering if you are to bloom | |
I' m thinking of your failing green eyes | |
Smiling as they greet the day | |
But they can' t see me | |
And now I' m picturing us opening wide | |
And drinking down our days in haze and bliss together til it tumbles aside | |
But I just sit and wait for a rhythm in a perfect little thin green line | |
It' s true... so soon And the coil speaks | |
I' d like to see us together | |
I' d like to lay my head low | |
I need to lean on a soft one | |
And bring the spin of the world to appear slow And the coil sleeps | |
You' ve been gathering angels | |
And fading further each day | |
I love you now as | |
I never Remember my face as it quietly make your way | |
I dreamt of jet this high | |
Seeding clouds from the other side | |
And glowing softly until the underbelly shines | |
And the back skims through the steam | |
Feeding upturned mouths and sprinkling awake | |
A dusty sleep you took too soon | |
And you, you need watering if you are to bloom |