Song | Only Ashes |
Artist | Something Corporate |
Album | North |
作曲 : Partington | |
Piece by piece, and bit by bit | |
I'll break this down for you, real slow | |
But I can't whisper all of this | |
I'll watch the matches, turn to ashes | |
And I can't seem to let this go | |
So I'll watch the matches, turn to ashes | |
I can tell its your turn, | |
I smell the sulfur so clear | |
And fire's a beautiful sound | |
And ashes just fall to the ground | |
Yeah we're only ashes | |
And the wings that you burn turn to ashes my dear | |
You'll have your mile when its through | |
Part by part and inch by inch | |
Incinerate what's left of this | |
And torch the part of me that's you | |
So I'll watch the matches, turn to ashes | |
I can tell it's your turn, | |
I smell the sulfur so clear | |
And the wings that you burn turn to ashes my dear | |
Yeah we're only ashes | |
And fire's a beautiful sound | |
And ashes just fall to the ground | |
I can tell it's your turn, | |
I smell the sulfur so clear | |
And the wings that you burn turn to ashes my dear | |
And fire's a beautiful sound | |
And ashes just fall to the ground | |
Yeah we're only ashes |
zuò qǔ : Partington | |
Piece by piece, and bit by bit | |
I' ll break this down for you, real slow | |
But I can' t whisper all of this | |
I' ll watch the matches, turn to ashes | |
And I can' t seem to let this go | |
So I' ll watch the matches, turn to ashes | |
I can tell its your turn, | |
I smell the sulfur so clear | |
And fire' s a beautiful sound | |
And ashes just fall to the ground | |
Yeah we' re only ashes | |
And the wings that you burn turn to ashes my dear | |
You' ll have your mile when its through | |
Part by part and inch by inch | |
Incinerate what' s left of this | |
And torch the part of me that' s you | |
So I' ll watch the matches, turn to ashes | |
I can tell it' s your turn, | |
I smell the sulfur so clear | |
And the wings that you burn turn to ashes my dear | |
Yeah we' re only ashes | |
And fire' s a beautiful sound | |
And ashes just fall to the ground | |
I can tell it' s your turn, | |
I smell the sulfur so clear | |
And the wings that you burn turn to ashes my dear | |
And fire' s a beautiful sound | |
And ashes just fall to the ground | |
Yeah we' re only ashes |