Periphery Waltz Lyrics

	作曲 : Holland
	When the supreme authorities of our culture
	Tell us to get down on our knees
	And beg for salvation from some divinity
	Is it any wonder there are people
	Begging on the street for salvation from poverty
	Well, it's no surprise to me
	It's no surprise to me
	I left my home in the church
	I left my home in the suburbs to wander
	Now I did it all for my dreams
	And the star that
	I followed fell from the periphery
	And the street lights
	Slipping down my windshield fell like falling stars
	Down a dark country road
	I first left my home when
	I was seventeen
	And I paid my respects to my fellow rejects
	But I tended to wander alone
	Like I was listening to the words of a song
	Whispered soft and low
	Well it's kind of like dancing
	It's kind of like losing your mind
	And I've often considered
	The impractibility of my life
	And the moon behind the clouds is ill-defined
	Well I got lost so many times
	But I could not be consigned
	To a fate of obsolescence and decline
	So I'll take the chance again
	And the Mockingbird is my friend
	When he sings a song in the warm midnight wind
	So I'll follow my old tune
	And I'll wish you good morning

	zuo qu : Holland
	When the supreme authorities of our culture
	Tell us to get down on our knees
	And beg for salvation from some divinity
	Is it any wonder there are people
	Begging on the street for salvation from poverty
	Well, it' s no surprise to me
	It' s no surprise to me
	I left my home in the church
	I left my home in the suburbs to wander
	Now I did it all for my dreams
	And the star that
	I followed fell from the periphery
	And the street lights
	Slipping down my windshield fell like falling stars
	Down a dark country road
	I first left my home when
	I was seventeen
	And I paid my respects to my fellow rejects
	But I tended to wander alone
	Like I was listening to the words of a song
	Whispered soft and low
	Well it' s kind of like dancing
	It' s kind of like losing your mind
	And I' ve often considered
	The impractibility of my life
	And the moon behind the clouds is illdefined
	Well I got lost so many times
	But I could not be consigned
	To a fate of obsolescence and decline
	So I' ll take the chance again
	And the Mockingbird is my friend
	When he sings a song in the warm midnight wind
	So I' ll follow my old tune
	And I' ll wish you good morning

	zuò qǔ : Holland
	When the supreme authorities of our culture
	Tell us to get down on our knees
	And beg for salvation from some divinity
	Is it any wonder there are people
	Begging on the street for salvation from poverty
	Well, it' s no surprise to me
	It' s no surprise to me
	I left my home in the church
	I left my home in the suburbs to wander
	Now I did it all for my dreams
	And the star that
	I followed fell from the periphery
	And the street lights
	Slipping down my windshield fell like falling stars
	Down a dark country road
	I first left my home when
	I was seventeen
	And I paid my respects to my fellow rejects
	But I tended to wander alone
	Like I was listening to the words of a song
	Whispered soft and low
	Well it' s kind of like dancing
	It' s kind of like losing your mind
	And I' ve often considered
	The impractibility of my life
	And the moon behind the clouds is illdefined
	Well I got lost so many times
	But I could not be consigned
	To a fate of obsolescence and decline
	So I' ll take the chance again
	And the Mockingbird is my friend
	When he sings a song in the warm midnight wind
	So I' ll follow my old tune
	And I' ll wish you good morning

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