Song | Wrecking Yard |
Artist | Switchblade Symphony |
Album | Serpentine Gallery |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Root, Wallace | |
Gather round to hear this tale | |
A story which has grown old | |
Torn of their pride | |
Stars crash and collide | |
The wrecking yard's grown cold | |
They may laugh and they may say that | |
This doesn't happen oh no | |
If you happen to see them just listen | |
Take away some of their pain tonight | |
These are saddened times today | |
This sickened place we live | |
We walk right through the wrecking yard | |
It's nothing that we give | |
Listen now to the songs they sing | |
They try to stay warm | |
But the cold it stays | |
Houses are worn | |
Absent of storm | |
They're learning how tonight | |
Dancing in the night | |
They're shining up above the sky | |
Laughing in their darkest times | |
You'll see them asleep in the rain tonight | |
These are saddened times today | |
This sickened place we live | |
We walk right through the wrecking yard | |
It's nothing that we give | |
These are saddened times today | |
This sickened place we live | |
We're walking right on through the wrecking yard | |
It's nothing that we give we're going | |
We're going | |
We're walking right on through the wrecking yard | |
It's nothing that we give | |
Gather round to hear this tale | |
A story which has grown old |
zuo ci : Root, Wallace | |
Gather round to hear this tale | |
A story which has grown old | |
Torn of their pride | |
Stars crash and collide | |
The wrecking yard' s grown cold | |
They may laugh and they may say that | |
This doesn' t happen oh no | |
If you happen to see them just listen | |
Take away some of their pain tonight | |
These are saddened times today | |
This sickened place we live | |
We walk right through the wrecking yard | |
It' s nothing that we give | |
Listen now to the songs they sing | |
They try to stay warm | |
But the cold it stays | |
Houses are worn | |
Absent of storm | |
They' re learning how tonight | |
Dancing in the night | |
They' re shining up above the sky | |
Laughing in their darkest times | |
You' ll see them asleep in the rain tonight | |
These are saddened times today | |
This sickened place we live | |
We walk right through the wrecking yard | |
It' s nothing that we give | |
These are saddened times today | |
This sickened place we live | |
We' re walking right on through the wrecking yard | |
It' s nothing that we give we' re going | |
We' re going | |
We' re walking right on through the wrecking yard | |
It' s nothing that we give | |
Gather round to hear this tale | |
A story which has grown old |
zuò cí : Root, Wallace | |
Gather round to hear this tale | |
A story which has grown old | |
Torn of their pride | |
Stars crash and collide | |
The wrecking yard' s grown cold | |
They may laugh and they may say that | |
This doesn' t happen oh no | |
If you happen to see them just listen | |
Take away some of their pain tonight | |
These are saddened times today | |
This sickened place we live | |
We walk right through the wrecking yard | |
It' s nothing that we give | |
Listen now to the songs they sing | |
They try to stay warm | |
But the cold it stays | |
Houses are worn | |
Absent of storm | |
They' re learning how tonight | |
Dancing in the night | |
They' re shining up above the sky | |
Laughing in their darkest times | |
You' ll see them asleep in the rain tonight | |
These are saddened times today | |
This sickened place we live | |
We walk right through the wrecking yard | |
It' s nothing that we give | |
These are saddened times today | |
This sickened place we live | |
We' re walking right on through the wrecking yard | |
It' s nothing that we give we' re going | |
We' re going | |
We' re walking right on through the wrecking yard | |
It' s nothing that we give | |
Gather round to hear this tale | |
A story which has grown old |