| Song | Epitaph (Black And Blue) |
| Artist | Kris Kristofferson |
| Album | Original Album Classics |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Fritts, Kristofferson |
| [00:05.00] | (edit by StormFlower) |
| [00:10.00] | |
| [00:37.68] | The wall on which the prophets wrote |
| [00:45.43] | Is cracking at the seams. |
| [00:52.97] | Upon the instruments of death |
| [01:01.22] | The sunlight brightly gleams. |
| [01:08.54] | When every man is torn apart |
| [01:16.36] | With nightmares and with dreams, |
| [01:23.54] | Will no one lay the laurel wreath |
| [01:31.23] | When silence drowns the screams. |
| [01:37.79] | |
| [01:38.62] | Confusion will be my epitaph. |
| [01:45.85] | As I crawl a cracked and broken path |
| [01:53.48] | If we make it we can all sit back |
| [01:58.68] | and laugh. |
| [02:00.92] | But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying, |
| [02:08.05] | Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying. |
| [02:15.08] | Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying. |
| [02:25.33] | |
| [02:41.03] | Between the iron gates of fate, |
| [02:48.45] | The seeds of time were sown, |
| [02:55.53] | And watered by the deeds of those |
| [03:02.74] | Who know and who are known; |
| [03:09.92] | Knowledge is a deadly friend |
| [03:17.09] | If no one sets the rules. |
| [03:24.37] | The fate of all mankind I see |
| [03:31.49] | Is in the hands of fools. |
| [03:42.26] | |
| [05:15.50] | The wall on which the prophets wrote |
| [05:22.77] | Is cracking at the seams. |
| [05:29.84] | Upon the instruments of death |
| [05:37.10] | The sunlight brightly gleams. |
| [05:44.07] | When every man is torn apart |
| [05:51.29] | With nightmares and with dreams, |
| [05:58.19] | Will no one lay the laurel wreath |
| [06:05.52] | When silence drowns the screams. |
| [06:12.50] | Confusion will be my epitaph. |
| [06:19.66] | As I crawl a cracked and broken path |
| [06:27.83] | If we make it we can all sit back |
| [06:32.24] | and laugh. |
| [06:35.06] | But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying, |
| [06:41.92] | Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying. |
| [06:48.96] | Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying. |
| [06:56.51] | crying |
| [07:03.43] | crying |
| [07:10.06] | Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying. |
| [07:23.90] | Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying. |
| [07:32.00] | crying |
| [07:37.52] |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Fritts, Kristofferson |
| [00:05.00] | edit by StormFlower |
| [00:10.00] | |
| [00:37.68] | The wall on which the prophets wrote |
| [00:45.43] | Is cracking at the seams. |
| [00:52.97] | Upon the instruments of death |
| [01:01.22] | The sunlight brightly gleams. |
| [01:08.54] | When every man is torn apart |
| [01:16.36] | With nightmares and with dreams, |
| [01:23.54] | Will no one lay the laurel wreath |
| [01:31.23] | When silence drowns the screams. |
| [01:37.79] | |
| [01:38.62] | Confusion will be my epitaph. |
| [01:45.85] | As I crawl a cracked and broken path |
| [01:53.48] | If we make it we can all sit back |
| [01:58.68] | and laugh. |
| [02:00.92] | But I fear tomorrow I' ll be crying, |
| [02:08.05] | Yes I fear tomorrow I' ll be crying. |
| [02:15.08] | Yes I fear tomorrow I' ll be crying. |
| [02:25.33] | |
| [02:41.03] | Between the iron gates of fate, |
| [02:48.45] | The seeds of time were sown, |
| [02:55.53] | And watered by the deeds of those |
| [03:02.74] | Who know and who are known |
| [03:09.92] | Knowledge is a deadly friend |
| [03:17.09] | If no one sets the rules. |
| [03:24.37] | The fate of all mankind I see |
| [03:31.49] | Is in the hands of fools. |
| [03:42.26] | |
| [05:15.50] | The wall on which the prophets wrote |
| [05:22.77] | Is cracking at the seams. |
| [05:29.84] | Upon the instruments of death |
| [05:37.10] | The sunlight brightly gleams. |
| [05:44.07] | When every man is torn apart |
| [05:51.29] | With nightmares and with dreams, |
| [05:58.19] | Will no one lay the laurel wreath |
| [06:05.52] | When silence drowns the screams. |
| [06:12.50] | Confusion will be my epitaph. |
| [06:19.66] | As I crawl a cracked and broken path |
| [06:27.83] | If we make it we can all sit back |
| [06:32.24] | and laugh. |
| [06:35.06] | But I fear tomorrow I' ll be crying, |
| [06:41.92] | Yes I fear tomorrow I' ll be crying. |
| [06:48.96] | Yes I fear tomorrow I' ll be crying. |
| [06:56.51] | crying |
| [07:03.43] | crying |
| [07:10.06] | Yes I fear tomorrow I' ll be crying. |
| [07:23.90] | Yes I fear tomorrow I' ll be crying. |
| [07:32.00] | crying |
| [07:37.52] |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Fritts, Kristofferson |
| [00:05.00] | edit by StormFlower |
| [00:10.00] | |
| [00:37.68] | The wall on which the prophets wrote |
| [00:45.43] | Is cracking at the seams. |
| [00:52.97] | Upon the instruments of death |
| [01:01.22] | The sunlight brightly gleams. |
| [01:08.54] | When every man is torn apart |
| [01:16.36] | With nightmares and with dreams, |
| [01:23.54] | Will no one lay the laurel wreath |
| [01:31.23] | When silence drowns the screams. |
| [01:37.79] | |
| [01:38.62] | Confusion will be my epitaph. |
| [01:45.85] | As I crawl a cracked and broken path |
| [01:53.48] | If we make it we can all sit back |
| [01:58.68] | and laugh. |
| [02:00.92] | But I fear tomorrow I' ll be crying, |
| [02:08.05] | Yes I fear tomorrow I' ll be crying. |
| [02:15.08] | Yes I fear tomorrow I' ll be crying. |
| [02:25.33] | |
| [02:41.03] | Between the iron gates of fate, |
| [02:48.45] | The seeds of time were sown, |
| [02:55.53] | And watered by the deeds of those |
| [03:02.74] | Who know and who are known |
| [03:09.92] | Knowledge is a deadly friend |
| [03:17.09] | If no one sets the rules. |
| [03:24.37] | The fate of all mankind I see |
| [03:31.49] | Is in the hands of fools. |
| [03:42.26] | |
| [05:15.50] | The wall on which the prophets wrote |
| [05:22.77] | Is cracking at the seams. |
| [05:29.84] | Upon the instruments of death |
| [05:37.10] | The sunlight brightly gleams. |
| [05:44.07] | When every man is torn apart |
| [05:51.29] | With nightmares and with dreams, |
| [05:58.19] | Will no one lay the laurel wreath |
| [06:05.52] | When silence drowns the screams. |
| [06:12.50] | Confusion will be my epitaph. |
| [06:19.66] | As I crawl a cracked and broken path |
| [06:27.83] | If we make it we can all sit back |
| [06:32.24] | and laugh. |
| [06:35.06] | But I fear tomorrow I' ll be crying, |
| [06:41.92] | Yes I fear tomorrow I' ll be crying. |
| [06:48.96] | Yes I fear tomorrow I' ll be crying. |
| [06:56.51] | crying |
| [07:03.43] | crying |
| [07:10.06] | Yes I fear tomorrow I' ll be crying. |
| [07:23.90] | Yes I fear tomorrow I' ll be crying. |
| [07:32.00] | crying |
| [07:37.52] |