Song | The Convert |
Artist | Shearwater |
Album | Winged Life |
作曲 : Meiburg, Sheff | |
I forgot I was loving you | |
Disappeared for an hour or two | |
And I came to on a cold, wood floor | |
And I didn't feel so good anymore | |
Now we clasp our hands | |
And we make demands | |
That the clouds will say what's wrong with you now | |
And we had big plans | |
Now alone we stand | |
In the crowd and they're not even laughing out loud | |
They don't care | |
I'll shut my eyes and let tv | |
Whisper, laugh and talk to me | |
And I'll curl up tight inside my head | |
Killing time 'til the whole day is dead | |
And I'll clasp my hands | |
And I'll make demands | |
That the clouds are asking what's wrong with him now | |
And I had big plans | |
Now alone I stand | |
In the crowd and they're not even laughing out loud | |
They don't care | |
God, take that sound away | |
If you've got something to say | |
Say it now | |
It's fake and I need you not to be fake | |
And don't care how you make me feel | |
Just so you're real | |
Once I saw my face in a bathroom mirror | |
And I didn't know that I was here | |
But I knew my eyes and I knew my hands | |
I knew God would now listen to all my demands | |
And the sky opened up | |
And God interrupted | |
The Earth stopped dying and stopped giving birth | |
And when I came to on the cold, wood floor | |
Well, I didn't feel so good anymore | |
And all that sure love | |
And all their sweet words | |
I'd forgotten I'd felt and forgotten I'd heard | |
That was was clear | |
And is now so blurred and smeared | |
And your love felt more pure | |
And your love felt more pure once your voice disappeared |
zuò qǔ : Meiburg, Sheff | |
I forgot I was loving you | |
Disappeared for an hour or two | |
And I came to on a cold, wood floor | |
And I didn' t feel so good anymore | |
Now we clasp our hands | |
And we make demands | |
That the clouds will say what' s wrong with you now | |
And we had big plans | |
Now alone we stand | |
In the crowd and they' re not even laughing out loud | |
They don' t care | |
I' ll shut my eyes and let tv | |
Whisper, laugh and talk to me | |
And I' ll curl up tight inside my head | |
Killing time ' til the whole day is dead | |
And I' ll clasp my hands | |
And I' ll make demands | |
That the clouds are asking what' s wrong with him now | |
And I had big plans | |
Now alone I stand | |
In the crowd and they' re not even laughing out loud | |
They don' t care | |
God, take that sound away | |
If you' ve got something to say | |
Say it now | |
It' s fake and I need you not to be fake | |
And don' t care how you make me feel | |
Just so you' re real | |
Once I saw my face in a bathroom mirror | |
And I didn' t know that I was here | |
But I knew my eyes and I knew my hands | |
I knew God would now listen to all my demands | |
And the sky opened up | |
And God interrupted | |
The Earth stopped dying and stopped giving birth | |
And when I came to on the cold, wood floor | |
Well, I didn' t feel so good anymore | |
And all that sure love | |
And all their sweet words | |
I' d forgotten I' d felt and forgotten I' d heard | |
That was was clear | |
And is now so blurred and smeared | |
And your love felt more pure | |
And your love felt more pure once your voice disappeared |