Song | A Hush |
Artist | Shearwater |
Album | Winged Life |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Meiburg, Sheff | |
There was a hush inside the air | |
When you were lying on the stairs | |
Feeling the world had scattered there | |
Like little feathers on the air | |
And as the people filed away | |
The men in suits of black and gray | |
Each with his hands inside his coat | |
Each with that hush inside his throat | |
And this concrete cold | |
And this cruise control | |
And the drops of blood in the shaving bowl | |
Are the lovely things | |
Bright and hovering | |
That can pull you up | |
With a thousand wings | |
Let me through | |
They're thinking, "How did we arrive? | |
Was it by fortune or design? | |
Or was there something else in mind? | |
Let there be something else in mind" |
zuo qu : Meiburg, Sheff | |
There was a hush inside the air | |
When you were lying on the stairs | |
Feeling the world had scattered there | |
Like little feathers on the air | |
And as the people filed away | |
The men in suits of black and gray | |
Each with his hands inside his coat | |
Each with that hush inside his throat | |
And this concrete cold | |
And this cruise control | |
And the drops of blood in the shaving bowl | |
Are the lovely things | |
Bright and hovering | |
That can pull you up | |
With a thousand wings | |
Let me through | |
They' re thinking, " How did we arrive? | |
Was it by fortune or design? | |
Or was there something else in mind? | |
Let there be something else in mind" |
zuò qǔ : Meiburg, Sheff | |
There was a hush inside the air | |
When you were lying on the stairs | |
Feeling the world had scattered there | |
Like little feathers on the air | |
And as the people filed away | |
The men in suits of black and gray | |
Each with his hands inside his coat | |
Each with that hush inside his throat | |
And this concrete cold | |
And this cruise control | |
And the drops of blood in the shaving bowl | |
Are the lovely things | |
Bright and hovering | |
That can pull you up | |
With a thousand wings | |
Let me through | |
They' re thinking, " How did we arrive? | |
Was it by fortune or design? | |
Or was there something else in mind? | |
Let there be something else in mind" |