Song | Threads |
Artist | Bryony Jarman-Pinto |
Album | Cage and Aviary |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Bryony Jarman-Pinto/Tom Leah | |
作曲 : Bryony Jarman-Pinto/Tom Leah | |
We pull these threads together here | |
We pull them from the inside | |
This is how we learn | |
This is how we reconcile | |
We pull our threads together tight | |
Braid ourselves into our lives | |
And through our families combined we are reconciled | |
But still it hurts it really hurts | |
The years we left behind | |
Oh ourselves are reconciled | |
But still it hurts it really hurts | |
The times we lost between | |
Although we have reconciled | |
Wish I could say things are better now | |
And does still your patience so easily fray? | |
Wonder where your time has gone | |
Things are better now | |
These words unspoken I don't care why or how | |
We pull these threads together here | |
We pull them from the inside | |
This is how we learn | |
This is how we reconcile | |
We pull these threads together tight | |
Braid ourselves into our lives | |
And through our families combined we are reconciled | |
But still it hurts it really hurts | |
The years we left behind | |
This how we reconcile | |
But still it hurts it really hurts | |
The time we lost between | |
Even though we’ve reconciled | |
Wish I could say things are better now | |
And does your patience still so easily fray? | |
Wonder where time goes still so better now | |
Words are unspoken but I don't care why or how | |
Wish I could say things are better now | |
Still is your patience so easily frayed | |
Wonder where the time has gone feels so better now | |
Words are unspoken but I don't care why or how |
zuo ci : Bryony JarmanPinto Tom Leah | |
zuo qu : Bryony JarmanPinto Tom Leah | |
We pull these threads together here | |
We pull them from the inside | |
This is how we learn | |
This is how we reconcile | |
We pull our threads together tight | |
Braid ourselves into our lives | |
And through our families combined we are reconciled | |
But still it hurts it really hurts | |
The years we left behind | |
Oh ourselves are reconciled | |
But still it hurts it really hurts | |
The times we lost between | |
Although we have reconciled | |
Wish I could say things are better now | |
And does still your patience so easily fray? | |
Wonder where your time has gone | |
Things are better now | |
These words unspoken I don' t care why or how | |
We pull these threads together here | |
We pull them from the inside | |
This is how we learn | |
This is how we reconcile | |
We pull these threads together tight | |
Braid ourselves into our lives | |
And through our families combined we are reconciled | |
But still it hurts it really hurts | |
The years we left behind | |
This how we reconcile | |
But still it hurts it really hurts | |
The time we lost between | |
Even though we' ve reconciled | |
Wish I could say things are better now | |
And does your patience still so easily fray? | |
Wonder where time goes still so better now | |
Words are unspoken but I don' t care why or how | |
Wish I could say things are better now | |
Still is your patience so easily frayed | |
Wonder where the time has gone feels so better now | |
Words are unspoken but I don' t care why or how |
zuò cí : Bryony JarmanPinto Tom Leah | |
zuò qǔ : Bryony JarmanPinto Tom Leah | |
We pull these threads together here | |
We pull them from the inside | |
This is how we learn | |
This is how we reconcile | |
We pull our threads together tight | |
Braid ourselves into our lives | |
And through our families combined we are reconciled | |
But still it hurts it really hurts | |
The years we left behind | |
Oh ourselves are reconciled | |
But still it hurts it really hurts | |
The times we lost between | |
Although we have reconciled | |
Wish I could say things are better now | |
And does still your patience so easily fray? | |
Wonder where your time has gone | |
Things are better now | |
These words unspoken I don' t care why or how | |
We pull these threads together here | |
We pull them from the inside | |
This is how we learn | |
This is how we reconcile | |
We pull these threads together tight | |
Braid ourselves into our lives | |
And through our families combined we are reconciled | |
But still it hurts it really hurts | |
The years we left behind | |
This how we reconcile | |
But still it hurts it really hurts | |
The time we lost between | |
Even though we' ve reconciled | |
Wish I could say things are better now | |
And does your patience still so easily fray? | |
Wonder where time goes still so better now | |
Words are unspoken but I don' t care why or how | |
Wish I could say things are better now | |
Still is your patience so easily frayed | |
Wonder where the time has gone feels so better now | |
Words are unspoken but I don' t care why or how |