Song | Dream Brother - Live at l' Olympia |
Artist | Jeff Buckley |
Album | Live At La Olympia |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Buckley, Grondahl, Johnson | |
There is a child sleeping near his twin | |
The pictures go wild in a rush of wind | |
That dark angel he is shuffling in | |
Watching over them with his black feather wings unfurled | |
The love you lost with her skin so fair | |
Is free with the wind in her butterscotch hair | |
Her green eyes blew goodbyes | |
With her head in her hands | |
and your kiss on the lips of another | |
Dream Brother with your tears scattered round the world. | |
Don't be like the one who made me so old | |
Don't be like the one who left behind his name | |
'Cause they're waiting for you like I waited for mine | |
And nobody ever came... | |
Don't be like the one who made me so old | |
Don't be like the one who left behind his name | |
'Cause they're waiting for you like I waited for mine | |
And nobody ever came... | |
Don't be like the one who made me so old | |
Don't be like the one who left behind his name | |
'Cause they're waiting for you like I waited for mine | |
Nobody ever came | |
Nobody ever... | |
I feel afraid and I call your name | |
I love your voice and your dance insane | |
I hear your words and I know your pain | |
With your head in your hands and her kiss on the lips of another | |
Your eyes to the ground and the world spinning round forever | |
Asleep in the sand with the ocean washing over |
zuo ci : Buckley, Grondahl, Johnson | |
There is a child sleeping near his twin | |
The pictures go wild in a rush of wind | |
That dark angel he is shuffling in | |
Watching over them with his black feather wings unfurled | |
The love you lost with her skin so fair | |
Is free with the wind in her butterscotch hair | |
Her green eyes blew goodbyes | |
With her head in her hands | |
and your kiss on the lips of another | |
Dream Brother with your tears scattered round the world. | |
Don' t be like the one who made me so old | |
Don' t be like the one who left behind his name | |
' Cause they' re waiting for you like I waited for mine | |
And nobody ever came... | |
Don' t be like the one who made me so old | |
Don' t be like the one who left behind his name | |
' Cause they' re waiting for you like I waited for mine | |
And nobody ever came... | |
Don' t be like the one who made me so old | |
Don' t be like the one who left behind his name | |
' Cause they' re waiting for you like I waited for mine | |
Nobody ever came | |
Nobody ever... | |
I feel afraid and I call your name | |
I love your voice and your dance insane | |
I hear your words and I know your pain | |
With your head in your hands and her kiss on the lips of another | |
Your eyes to the ground and the world spinning round forever | |
Asleep in the sand with the ocean washing over |
zuò cí : Buckley, Grondahl, Johnson | |
There is a child sleeping near his twin | |
The pictures go wild in a rush of wind | |
That dark angel he is shuffling in | |
Watching over them with his black feather wings unfurled | |
The love you lost with her skin so fair | |
Is free with the wind in her butterscotch hair | |
Her green eyes blew goodbyes | |
With her head in her hands | |
and your kiss on the lips of another | |
Dream Brother with your tears scattered round the world. | |
Don' t be like the one who made me so old | |
Don' t be like the one who left behind his name | |
' Cause they' re waiting for you like I waited for mine | |
And nobody ever came... | |
Don' t be like the one who made me so old | |
Don' t be like the one who left behind his name | |
' Cause they' re waiting for you like I waited for mine | |
And nobody ever came... | |
Don' t be like the one who made me so old | |
Don' t be like the one who left behind his name | |
' Cause they' re waiting for you like I waited for mine | |
Nobody ever came | |
Nobody ever... | |
I feel afraid and I call your name | |
I love your voice and your dance insane | |
I hear your words and I know your pain | |
With your head in your hands and her kiss on the lips of another | |
Your eyes to the ground and the world spinning round forever | |
Asleep in the sand with the ocean washing over |