Song | All of Everything, Erased |
Artist | Kevin Devine |
Album | Brother's Blood |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Devine | |
This is the window where | |
I watched the future start | |
My pupils dilated | |
The shock sped up my arms | |
I shut my ambushed eyes | |
And turned my face towards the heat | |
I felt the city choke | |
I heard the world at war | |
I prayed for providence | |
God said, 'don't pray no more | |
You went and made your mess | |
Now keep your blame off my feet' | |
So i got off my knees | |
I faced the devil's day | |
The sky was murder red | |
The streets were headstone gray | |
A flaming ferris wheel | |
Spun where the sun used to be | |
I watched its buckets dip and dance | |
I saw a couple making love lock hands | |
They were pushing for abandon and the answers it could bring | |
90 million miles from the graveyard growing over everything | |
I saw my lover chased | |
Through fields of sugarcane | |
She clutched her belly close | |
And whispered, "keep us safe" | |
They ground her down to dust | |
No more miracles today | |
I dreamt myself awake | |
In a resort hotel | |
Above a golden coast | |
Beside my Southern belle | |
We heard the sea reborn | |
In each singing shell | |
And every coughing car | |
And every coiled snake | |
And every shrieking star | |
And every burning stake | |
Dissolved to atmosphere | |
All of everything, erased | |
I spread into a distant hum | |
I droned along with everyone | |
And the earth grew green and nursed herself to what she used to be | |
All our senseless shouting calmed to quiet in her ancient memory | |
And oh!, what a joy, | |
To be free. |
zuo qu : Devine | |
This is the window where | |
I watched the future start | |
My pupils dilated | |
The shock sped up my arms | |
I shut my ambushed eyes | |
And turned my face towards the heat | |
I felt the city choke | |
I heard the world at war | |
I prayed for providence | |
God said, ' don' t pray no more | |
You went and made your mess | |
Now keep your blame off my feet' | |
So i got off my knees | |
I faced the devil' s day | |
The sky was murder red | |
The streets were headstone gray | |
A flaming ferris wheel | |
Spun where the sun used to be | |
I watched its buckets dip and dance | |
I saw a couple making love lock hands | |
They were pushing for abandon and the answers it could bring | |
90 million miles from the graveyard growing over everything | |
I saw my lover chased | |
Through fields of sugarcane | |
She clutched her belly close | |
And whispered, " keep us safe" | |
They ground her down to dust | |
No more miracles today | |
I dreamt myself awake | |
In a resort hotel | |
Above a golden coast | |
Beside my Southern belle | |
We heard the sea reborn | |
In each singing shell | |
And every coughing car | |
And every coiled snake | |
And every shrieking star | |
And every burning stake | |
Dissolved to atmosphere | |
All of everything, erased | |
I spread into a distant hum | |
I droned along with everyone | |
And the earth grew green and nursed herself to what she used to be | |
All our senseless shouting calmed to quiet in her ancient memory | |
And oh!, what a joy, | |
To be free. |
zuò qǔ : Devine | |
This is the window where | |
I watched the future start | |
My pupils dilated | |
The shock sped up my arms | |
I shut my ambushed eyes | |
And turned my face towards the heat | |
I felt the city choke | |
I heard the world at war | |
I prayed for providence | |
God said, ' don' t pray no more | |
You went and made your mess | |
Now keep your blame off my feet' | |
So i got off my knees | |
I faced the devil' s day | |
The sky was murder red | |
The streets were headstone gray | |
A flaming ferris wheel | |
Spun where the sun used to be | |
I watched its buckets dip and dance | |
I saw a couple making love lock hands | |
They were pushing for abandon and the answers it could bring | |
90 million miles from the graveyard growing over everything | |
I saw my lover chased | |
Through fields of sugarcane | |
She clutched her belly close | |
And whispered, " keep us safe" | |
They ground her down to dust | |
No more miracles today | |
I dreamt myself awake | |
In a resort hotel | |
Above a golden coast | |
Beside my Southern belle | |
We heard the sea reborn | |
In each singing shell | |
And every coughing car | |
And every coiled snake | |
And every shrieking star | |
And every burning stake | |
Dissolved to atmosphere | |
All of everything, erased | |
I spread into a distant hum | |
I droned along with everyone | |
And the earth grew green and nursed herself to what she used to be | |
All our senseless shouting calmed to quiet in her ancient memory | |
And oh!, what a joy, | |
To be free. |