Song | Song of Choice |
Artist | Solas |
Album | The Words That Remain |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Seeger | |
Early every year the seeds are growing | |
Unseen, unheard, they lie beneath the ground | |
Would you know before the leaves are showing | |
That with weeds all your garden will abound? | |
If you close your eyes, stop your ears | |
Hold your mouth, how can you know? | |
The seeds you cannot see may not be there | |
The seeds you cannot hear may never grow | |
In January you've still got the choice | |
You can cut the weeds before they start to bud | |
If you leave them to grow higher, they'll silence your voice | |
And in December you may pay with your blood | |
Close your eyes, stop your ears | |
Close your mouth and take it slow | |
Let others take the lead and you bring up the rear | |
And later you can say you didn't know | |
Everyday another vulture takes flight | |
There's another danger born every morning | |
In the darkness of your blindness the beast will learn to bite | |
How can you fight if you can't recognize a warning? | |
Close your eyes, stop your ears | |
Close your mouth and then you know | |
Let others take the lead and you bring up the rear | |
And later you can say you didn't know | |
Today you may earn a living wage | |
Tomorrow you may be on the dole | |
Though there's millions going hungry, you needn't disengage | |
For it's them not you that's fallen in the hole | |
It's all right for you if you run with the pack | |
It's all right if you agree with all they do | |
If the fascist's party slowly climbing back | |
It's not here yet, so what's it got to do with you? | |
The weeds are all around us and they're growing | |
It will soon be too late for the knife | |
If you leave them on the wind that around the world is blowing | |
You may pay for your silence with your life | |
Close your eyes, stop your ears | |
Close your mouth, they're never there | |
And if it happens here, they'll never come for you | |
Because they'll know you really didn't care |
zuo ci : Seeger | |
Early every year the seeds are growing | |
Unseen, unheard, they lie beneath the ground | |
Would you know before the leaves are showing | |
That with weeds all your garden will abound? | |
If you close your eyes, stop your ears | |
Hold your mouth, how can you know? | |
The seeds you cannot see may not be there | |
The seeds you cannot hear may never grow | |
In January you' ve still got the choice | |
You can cut the weeds before they start to bud | |
If you leave them to grow higher, they' ll silence your voice | |
And in December you may pay with your blood | |
Close your eyes, stop your ears | |
Close your mouth and take it slow | |
Let others take the lead and you bring up the rear | |
And later you can say you didn' t know | |
Everyday another vulture takes flight | |
There' s another danger born every morning | |
In the darkness of your blindness the beast will learn to bite | |
How can you fight if you can' t recognize a warning? | |
Close your eyes, stop your ears | |
Close your mouth and then you know | |
Let others take the lead and you bring up the rear | |
And later you can say you didn' t know | |
Today you may earn a living wage | |
Tomorrow you may be on the dole | |
Though there' s millions going hungry, you needn' t disengage | |
For it' s them not you that' s fallen in the hole | |
It' s all right for you if you run with the pack | |
It' s all right if you agree with all they do | |
If the fascist' s party slowly climbing back | |
It' s not here yet, so what' s it got to do with you? | |
The weeds are all around us and they' re growing | |
It will soon be too late for the knife | |
If you leave them on the wind that around the world is blowing | |
You may pay for your silence with your life | |
Close your eyes, stop your ears | |
Close your mouth, they' re never there | |
And if it happens here, they' ll never come for you | |
Because they' ll know you really didn' t care |
zuò cí : Seeger | |
Early every year the seeds are growing | |
Unseen, unheard, they lie beneath the ground | |
Would you know before the leaves are showing | |
That with weeds all your garden will abound? | |
If you close your eyes, stop your ears | |
Hold your mouth, how can you know? | |
The seeds you cannot see may not be there | |
The seeds you cannot hear may never grow | |
In January you' ve still got the choice | |
You can cut the weeds before they start to bud | |
If you leave them to grow higher, they' ll silence your voice | |
And in December you may pay with your blood | |
Close your eyes, stop your ears | |
Close your mouth and take it slow | |
Let others take the lead and you bring up the rear | |
And later you can say you didn' t know | |
Everyday another vulture takes flight | |
There' s another danger born every morning | |
In the darkness of your blindness the beast will learn to bite | |
How can you fight if you can' t recognize a warning? | |
Close your eyes, stop your ears | |
Close your mouth and then you know | |
Let others take the lead and you bring up the rear | |
And later you can say you didn' t know | |
Today you may earn a living wage | |
Tomorrow you may be on the dole | |
Though there' s millions going hungry, you needn' t disengage | |
For it' s them not you that' s fallen in the hole | |
It' s all right for you if you run with the pack | |
It' s all right if you agree with all they do | |
If the fascist' s party slowly climbing back | |
It' s not here yet, so what' s it got to do with you? | |
The weeds are all around us and they' re growing | |
It will soon be too late for the knife | |
If you leave them on the wind that around the world is blowing | |
You may pay for your silence with your life | |
Close your eyes, stop your ears | |
Close your mouth, they' re never there | |
And if it happens here, they' ll never come for you | |
Because they' ll know you really didn' t care |