Song | One of Those Uncertain Hands |
Artist | Songs: Ohia |
Album | Impala |
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作曲 : Molina | |
we’re close, the lamps are burning blood | |
on the chance that we’ll survive | |
to need such a desperate light | |
my bones shall rise up muskettes | |
my feet are at the threshold | |
and disaster warms our soil(x2) | |
so left with sleighting hands | |
the boats they’ve pawned for stranding | |
we will drown them like their anchors(x2) | |
my bones shall rise up anchors | |
my feet are at the threshold | |
and disaster warms our sails |
zuo qu : Molina | |
we' re close, the lamps are burning blood | |
on the chance that we' ll survive | |
to need such a desperate light | |
my bones shall rise up muskettes | |
my feet are at the threshold | |
and disaster warms our soil x2 | |
so left with sleighting hands | |
the boats they' ve pawned for stranding | |
we will drown them like their anchors x2 | |
my bones shall rise up anchors | |
my feet are at the threshold | |
and disaster warms our sails |
zuò qǔ : Molina | |
we' re close, the lamps are burning blood | |
on the chance that we' ll survive | |
to need such a desperate light | |
my bones shall rise up muskettes | |
my feet are at the threshold | |
and disaster warms our soil x2 | |
so left with sleighting hands | |
the boats they' ve pawned for stranding | |
we will drown them like their anchors x2 | |
my bones shall rise up anchors | |
my feet are at the threshold | |
and disaster warms our sails |