| Song | Welcome Home |
| Artist | Radical Face |
| Album | Ghost |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Cooper |
| [00:41.700] | Sleep don't visit, so I choke on sun |
| [00:49.230] | And the days blur into one |
| [00:53.390] | And the backs of my eyes hum with things I've never done |
| [00:59.700] | Sheets are swaying from an old clothesline |
| [01:06.510] | |
| [01:08.0] | Like a row of captured ghosts over old dead grass |
| [01:13.240] | |
| [01:13.860] | Was never much but we made the most |
| [01:18.560] | Welcome home |
| [01:30.880] | |
| [01:44.350] | Ships are launching from my chest |
| [01:51.280] | |
| [01:52.900] | Some have names but most do not |
| [01:56.600] | you find If one, please let me know what piece I've lost |
| [02:02.580] | Heal the scars from off my back |
| [02:09.309] | |
| [02:10.399] | I don't need them anymore |
| [02:14.899] | You can throw them out or keep them in your mason jars |
| [02:20.799] | |
| [02:21.419] | I've come home |
| [02:52.579] | |
| [02:59.900] | All my nightmares escaped my head |
| [03:04.369] | |
| [03:04.999] | Bar the door, please don't let them in |
| [03:09.889] | |
| [03:11.259] | You were never supposed to leave |
| [03:16.899] | |
| [03:17.459] | Now my head's splitting at the seams |
| [03:22.889] | |
| [03:23.759] | And I don't know if I can |
| [03:29.269] | |
| [03:53.569] | Here, beneath my lungs |
| [04:02.499] | I feel your thumbs press into my skin again |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : Cooper |
| [00:41.700] | Sleep don' t visit, so I choke on sun |
| [00:49.230] | And the days blur into one |
| [00:53.390] | And the backs of my eyes hum with things I' ve never done |
| [00:59.700] | Sheets are swaying from an old clothesline |
| [01:06.510] | |
| [01:08.0] | Like a row of captured ghosts over old dead grass |
| [01:13.240] | |
| [01:13.860] | Was never much but we made the most |
| [01:18.560] | Welcome home |
| [01:30.880] | |
| [01:44.350] | Ships are launching from my chest |
| [01:51.280] | |
| [01:52.900] | Some have names but most do not |
| [01:56.600] | you find If one, please let me know what piece I' ve lost |
| [02:02.580] | Heal the scars from off my back |
| [02:09.309] | |
| [02:10.399] | I don' t need them anymore |
| [02:14.899] | You can throw them out or keep them in your mason jars |
| [02:20.799] | |
| [02:21.419] | I' ve come home |
| [02:52.579] | |
| [02:59.900] | All my nightmares escaped my head |
| [03:04.369] | |
| [03:04.999] | Bar the door, please don' t let them in |
| [03:09.889] | |
| [03:11.259] | You were never supposed to leave |
| [03:16.899] | |
| [03:17.459] | Now my head' s splitting at the seams |
| [03:22.889] | |
| [03:23.759] | And I don' t know if I can |
| [03:29.269] | |
| [03:53.569] | Here, beneath my lungs |
| [04:02.499] | I feel your thumbs press into my skin again |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Cooper |
| [00:41.700] | Sleep don' t visit, so I choke on sun |
| [00:49.230] | And the days blur into one |
| [00:53.390] | And the backs of my eyes hum with things I' ve never done |
| [00:59.700] | Sheets are swaying from an old clothesline |
| [01:06.510] | |
| [01:08.0] | Like a row of captured ghosts over old dead grass |
| [01:13.240] | |
| [01:13.860] | Was never much but we made the most |
| [01:18.560] | Welcome home |
| [01:30.880] | |
| [01:44.350] | Ships are launching from my chest |
| [01:51.280] | |
| [01:52.900] | Some have names but most do not |
| [01:56.600] | you find If one, please let me know what piece I' ve lost |
| [02:02.580] | Heal the scars from off my back |
| [02:09.309] | |
| [02:10.399] | I don' t need them anymore |
| [02:14.899] | You can throw them out or keep them in your mason jars |
| [02:20.799] | |
| [02:21.419] | I' ve come home |
| [02:52.579] | |
| [02:59.900] | All my nightmares escaped my head |
| [03:04.369] | |
| [03:04.999] | Bar the door, please don' t let them in |
| [03:09.889] | |
| [03:11.259] | You were never supposed to leave |
| [03:16.899] | |
| [03:17.459] | Now my head' s splitting at the seams |
| [03:22.889] | |
| [03:23.759] | And I don' t know if I can |
| [03:29.269] | |
| [03:53.569] | Here, beneath my lungs |
| [04:02.499] | I feel your thumbs press into my skin again |