Song | As Good As Gold |
Artist | Pendragon |
Album | The Masquerade Overture |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Barrett | |
As the stars begin to fall away | |
Our breath as close as a summers' day | |
I open my eyes and look up to the skies and | |
I dream A moment of magic as we lay | |
As candles flicker and the shadows play | |
I open my eyes and look up to the skies and | |
I dream Dream that a new life will be born | |
Kicking and screaming into the world | |
Tolerance threshold low | |
Bowing to demands of a guilty conscience | |
And out of your control | |
Innocent eyes tell forgivable lies | |
In a spirit that's so pure | |
Marching into the madness of youth | |
And no hope of a cure | |
He's trying he's fighting all the laws of gravity | |
No signs of achievement no responsibility | |
In a world of his own | |
Cos the right of the world pushed him oh too far | |
But his Mother always said he was good as gold (x3) | |
Tricking and scheming into the world | |
Flying his flag so high | |
From the turret of a battle tank | |
Drowned out by his own war cry | |
He's trying he's fighting all the laws of gravity | |
No signs of achievement no responsibility | |
In a world of his own | |
Cos the right of the world pushed him oh too far | |
But his Mother always said he was good as gold (x4) |
zuo ci : Barrett | |
As the stars begin to fall away | |
Our breath as close as a summers' day | |
I open my eyes and look up to the skies and | |
I dream A moment of magic as we lay | |
As candles flicker and the shadows play | |
I open my eyes and look up to the skies and | |
I dream Dream that a new life will be born | |
Kicking and screaming into the world | |
Tolerance threshold low | |
Bowing to demands of a guilty conscience | |
And out of your control | |
Innocent eyes tell forgivable lies | |
In a spirit that' s so pure | |
Marching into the madness of youth | |
And no hope of a cure | |
He' s trying he' s fighting all the laws of gravity | |
No signs of achievement no responsibility | |
In a world of his own | |
Cos the right of the world pushed him oh too far | |
But his Mother always said he was good as gold x3 | |
Tricking and scheming into the world | |
Flying his flag so high | |
From the turret of a battle tank | |
Drowned out by his own war cry | |
He' s trying he' s fighting all the laws of gravity | |
No signs of achievement no responsibility | |
In a world of his own | |
Cos the right of the world pushed him oh too far | |
But his Mother always said he was good as gold x4 |
zuò cí : Barrett | |
As the stars begin to fall away | |
Our breath as close as a summers' day | |
I open my eyes and look up to the skies and | |
I dream A moment of magic as we lay | |
As candles flicker and the shadows play | |
I open my eyes and look up to the skies and | |
I dream Dream that a new life will be born | |
Kicking and screaming into the world | |
Tolerance threshold low | |
Bowing to demands of a guilty conscience | |
And out of your control | |
Innocent eyes tell forgivable lies | |
In a spirit that' s so pure | |
Marching into the madness of youth | |
And no hope of a cure | |
He' s trying he' s fighting all the laws of gravity | |
No signs of achievement no responsibility | |
In a world of his own | |
Cos the right of the world pushed him oh too far | |
But his Mother always said he was good as gold x3 | |
Tricking and scheming into the world | |
Flying his flag so high | |
From the turret of a battle tank | |
Drowned out by his own war cry | |
He' s trying he' s fighting all the laws of gravity | |
No signs of achievement no responsibility | |
In a world of his own | |
Cos the right of the world pushed him oh too far | |
But his Mother always said he was good as gold x4 |