Song | Blue Factory Flame |
Artist | Songs: Ohia |
Album | Didn't It Rain |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Benford, Brenner, Castano ... | |
When I die | |
Put my bones in an empty street | |
To remind me of how it used to be | |
Don’t write my name on a stone | |
Bring a Coleman lantern and a radio | |
Cleveland game and two fishing poles | |
And watch with me from the shore | |
Ghostly steel and iron ore | |
Ships coming home | |
Where I am | |
Paralyzed by the emptiness | |
Paralyzed by the emptiness | |
Paralyzed by the emptiness | |
Paralyzed by the emptiness | |
Clearly iron age beasts | |
You can tell by the rust and the chains | |
And by the oil that they bleed | |
The crew of crows fly the skulls and bones | |
They fly the colors of their homes | |
I fly the cross of the blue factory flame | |
Stitched with heavy sulfher threat | |
They ain’t proud colors but they’re true | |
Colors of my home | |
Where I am | |
Paralyzed by the emptiness | |
Paralyzed by the emptiness | |
Paralyzed by the emptiness | |
Paralyzed by the emptiness | |
Every mile for ten thousand miles | |
Every year for a thousand years | |
Every night for a thousand more | |
I hear em call | |
I hear em call | |
I hear em call | |
They never say to come home | |
They never say to come home | |
Where I am | |
Paralyzed by the emptiness | |
Paralyzed by the emptiness | |
Paralyzed by the emptiness | |
Paralyzed by the emptiness |
zuo qu : Benford, Brenner, Castano ... | |
When I die | |
Put my bones in an empty street | |
To remind me of how it used to be | |
Don' t write my name on a stone | |
Bring a Coleman lantern and a radio | |
Cleveland game and two fishing poles | |
And watch with me from the shore | |
Ghostly steel and iron ore | |
Ships coming home | |
Where I am | |
Paralyzed by the emptiness | |
Paralyzed by the emptiness | |
Paralyzed by the emptiness | |
Paralyzed by the emptiness | |
Clearly iron age beasts | |
You can tell by the rust and the chains | |
And by the oil that they bleed | |
The crew of crows fly the skulls and bones | |
They fly the colors of their homes | |
I fly the cross of the blue factory flame | |
Stitched with heavy sulfher threat | |
They ain' t proud colors but they' re true | |
Colors of my home | |
Where I am | |
Paralyzed by the emptiness | |
Paralyzed by the emptiness | |
Paralyzed by the emptiness | |
Paralyzed by the emptiness | |
Every mile for ten thousand miles | |
Every year for a thousand years | |
Every night for a thousand more | |
I hear em call | |
I hear em call | |
I hear em call | |
They never say to come home | |
They never say to come home | |
Where I am | |
Paralyzed by the emptiness | |
Paralyzed by the emptiness | |
Paralyzed by the emptiness | |
Paralyzed by the emptiness |
zuò qǔ : Benford, Brenner, Castano ... | |
When I die | |
Put my bones in an empty street | |
To remind me of how it used to be | |
Don' t write my name on a stone | |
Bring a Coleman lantern and a radio | |
Cleveland game and two fishing poles | |
And watch with me from the shore | |
Ghostly steel and iron ore | |
Ships coming home | |
Where I am | |
Paralyzed by the emptiness | |
Paralyzed by the emptiness | |
Paralyzed by the emptiness | |
Paralyzed by the emptiness | |
Clearly iron age beasts | |
You can tell by the rust and the chains | |
And by the oil that they bleed | |
The crew of crows fly the skulls and bones | |
They fly the colors of their homes | |
I fly the cross of the blue factory flame | |
Stitched with heavy sulfher threat | |
They ain' t proud colors but they' re true | |
Colors of my home | |
Where I am | |
Paralyzed by the emptiness | |
Paralyzed by the emptiness | |
Paralyzed by the emptiness | |
Paralyzed by the emptiness | |
Every mile for ten thousand miles | |
Every year for a thousand years | |
Every night for a thousand more | |
I hear em call | |
I hear em call | |
I hear em call | |
They never say to come home | |
They never say to come home | |
Where I am | |
Paralyzed by the emptiness | |
Paralyzed by the emptiness | |
Paralyzed by the emptiness | |
Paralyzed by the emptiness |