Song | Aftertones |
Artist | Janis Ian |
Album | Aftertones |
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作词 : Ian | |
Sometimes it’s all too much to say aloud | |
The sound’s a shroud | |
The meanings crowd | |
Sometimes the words are painful to the ear | |
They disappear and nothing’s clear | |
‘Til all that’s left to me are aftertones | |
I take them home | |
We live alone | |
But I remember chains of melody | |
It pleases me - this song’s for free | |
Within the memories of our life gone by | |
Afraid to die, we learn to lie | |
And measure out the time in coffee spoons | |
In fading suns and dying moons | |
‘Til all that’s left to see are aftertones | |
And no one knows | |
Where meaning goes | |
But i remember chains of melody | |
It pleases me - this song’s for free | |
And ooh, I like the sound | |
Of harmony from time to time | |
I really do believe | |
In some kind of tomorrow | |
When it speaks to me |
zuo ci : Ian | |
Sometimes it' s all too much to say aloud | |
The sound' s a shroud | |
The meanings crowd | |
Sometimes the words are painful to the ear | |
They disappear and nothing' s clear | |
' Til all that' s left to me are aftertones | |
I take them home | |
We live alone | |
But I remember chains of melody | |
It pleases me this song' s for free | |
Within the memories of our life gone by | |
Afraid to die, we learn to lie | |
And measure out the time in coffee spoons | |
In fading suns and dying moons | |
' Til all that' s left to see are aftertones | |
And no one knows | |
Where meaning goes | |
But i remember chains of melody | |
It pleases me this song' s for free | |
And ooh, I like the sound | |
Of harmony from time to time | |
I really do believe | |
In some kind of tomorrow | |
When it speaks to me |
zuò cí : Ian | |
Sometimes it' s all too much to say aloud | |
The sound' s a shroud | |
The meanings crowd | |
Sometimes the words are painful to the ear | |
They disappear and nothing' s clear | |
' Til all that' s left to me are aftertones | |
I take them home | |
We live alone | |
But I remember chains of melody | |
It pleases me this song' s for free | |
Within the memories of our life gone by | |
Afraid to die, we learn to lie | |
And measure out the time in coffee spoons | |
In fading suns and dying moons | |
' Til all that' s left to see are aftertones | |
And no one knows | |
Where meaning goes | |
But i remember chains of melody | |
It pleases me this song' s for free | |
And ooh, I like the sound | |
Of harmony from time to time | |
I really do believe | |
In some kind of tomorrow | |
When it speaks to me |