Song | Long Desert Train |
Artist | Jason Molina |
Album | Pyramid Electric Co. |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Molina | |
You used to love a lot of things | |
You used to love talking | |
This you never told me about | |
If it's what your eyes were saying | |
I already figured it out | |
I could just tell it was bad | |
I couldn't tell how bad | |
You never took off your shades | |
And you stayed like that for days | |
I guess your pain never weakened | |
Your cool blood started burning | |
Scorching most of us in the flames | |
But there are things you can't change | |
There are things you can't change | |
You called that the curse of a human's life | |
That you couldn't change | |
Said you'd never be old enough | |
Or young enough | |
Tall enough | |
Or thin enough | |
Or smart enough | |
Or brave enough | |
Rich enough | |
Pretty enough | |
Strong enough | |
Good enough | |
Well you were to us | |
You wanted silence by itself | |
Just the word | |
You wanted peace by itself | |
Just to learn | |
There were things you couldn't change | |
You got the dull pounding rain | |
You got the last car in the long desert train | |
You almost made it | |
You almost made it again |
zuo qu : Molina | |
You used to love a lot of things | |
You used to love talking | |
This you never told me about | |
If it' s what your eyes were saying | |
I already figured it out | |
I could just tell it was bad | |
I couldn' t tell how bad | |
You never took off your shades | |
And you stayed like that for days | |
I guess your pain never weakened | |
Your cool blood started burning | |
Scorching most of us in the flames | |
But there are things you can' t change | |
There are things you can' t change | |
You called that the curse of a human' s life | |
That you couldn' t change | |
Said you' d never be old enough | |
Or young enough | |
Tall enough | |
Or thin enough | |
Or smart enough | |
Or brave enough | |
Rich enough | |
Pretty enough | |
Strong enough | |
Good enough | |
Well you were to us | |
You wanted silence by itself | |
Just the word | |
You wanted peace by itself | |
Just to learn | |
There were things you couldn' t change | |
You got the dull pounding rain | |
You got the last car in the long desert train | |
You almost made it | |
You almost made it again |
zuò qǔ : Molina | |
You used to love a lot of things | |
You used to love talking | |
This you never told me about | |
If it' s what your eyes were saying | |
I already figured it out | |
I could just tell it was bad | |
I couldn' t tell how bad | |
You never took off your shades | |
And you stayed like that for days | |
I guess your pain never weakened | |
Your cool blood started burning | |
Scorching most of us in the flames | |
But there are things you can' t change | |
There are things you can' t change | |
You called that the curse of a human' s life | |
That you couldn' t change | |
Said you' d never be old enough | |
Or young enough | |
Tall enough | |
Or thin enough | |
Or smart enough | |
Or brave enough | |
Rich enough | |
Pretty enough | |
Strong enough | |
Good enough | |
Well you were to us | |
You wanted silence by itself | |
Just the word | |
You wanted peace by itself | |
Just to learn | |
There were things you couldn' t change | |
You got the dull pounding rain | |
You got the last car in the long desert train | |
You almost made it | |
You almost made it again |