Song | Sinking Feeling |
Artist | Róisín Murphy |
Album | Ruby Blue |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Herbert, Murphy | |
Deep in quick sand | |
You dive in the shallow end | |
You break your neck and | |
You’re never ever gonna get up again | |
The glass house that you lived in | |
Is deep in the quickening | |
Angels might call by | |
But fools they rush in | |
Bring some peace to your mind | |
For today is a new day | |
Here in my hand | |
Time is just sand | |
Fine lines of love and hate | |
There on your face | |
But I look at this way | |
In the next seven days | |
In the next, in the next | |
It might just change | |
How can I write the story that | |
Went and wrote itself down on paperback? | |
Called the fountain of know thyself | |
It’s a lonely book still upon the shelf | |
It’ll be all smiles and we’ll rise and ride | |
On the waves of a sinking feeling | |
Bring some peace to your mind | |
For today is a new day | |
Happy people don’t give into | |
Happy people don’t give into | |
That sinking feeling | |
It’ll be all smiles and we’ll rise and we’ll sail | |
It’ll be all smiles and we’ll rise and we’ll sail | |
On the waves | |
It’ll be all smiles and we’ll rise and we’ll sail | |
On the waves of a sinking feeling |
zuo qu : Herbert, Murphy | |
Deep in quick sand | |
You dive in the shallow end | |
You break your neck and | |
You' re never ever gonna get up again | |
The glass house that you lived in | |
Is deep in the quickening | |
Angels might call by | |
But fools they rush in | |
Bring some peace to your mind | |
For today is a new day | |
Here in my hand | |
Time is just sand | |
Fine lines of love and hate | |
There on your face | |
But I look at this way | |
In the next seven days | |
In the next, in the next | |
It might just change | |
How can I write the story that | |
Went and wrote itself down on paperback? | |
Called the fountain of know thyself | |
It' s a lonely book still upon the shelf | |
It' ll be all smiles and we' ll rise and ride | |
On the waves of a sinking feeling | |
Bring some peace to your mind | |
For today is a new day | |
Happy people don' t give into | |
Happy people don' t give into | |
That sinking feeling | |
It' ll be all smiles and we' ll rise and we' ll sail | |
It' ll be all smiles and we' ll rise and we' ll sail | |
On the waves | |
It' ll be all smiles and we' ll rise and we' ll sail | |
On the waves of a sinking feeling |
zuò qǔ : Herbert, Murphy | |
Deep in quick sand | |
You dive in the shallow end | |
You break your neck and | |
You' re never ever gonna get up again | |
The glass house that you lived in | |
Is deep in the quickening | |
Angels might call by | |
But fools they rush in | |
Bring some peace to your mind | |
For today is a new day | |
Here in my hand | |
Time is just sand | |
Fine lines of love and hate | |
There on your face | |
But I look at this way | |
In the next seven days | |
In the next, in the next | |
It might just change | |
How can I write the story that | |
Went and wrote itself down on paperback? | |
Called the fountain of know thyself | |
It' s a lonely book still upon the shelf | |
It' ll be all smiles and we' ll rise and ride | |
On the waves of a sinking feeling | |
Bring some peace to your mind | |
For today is a new day | |
Happy people don' t give into | |
Happy people don' t give into | |
That sinking feeling | |
It' ll be all smiles and we' ll rise and we' ll sail | |
It' ll be all smiles and we' ll rise and we' ll sail | |
On the waves | |
It' ll be all smiles and we' ll rise and we' ll sail | |
On the waves of a sinking feeling |