Song | Neverending Math Equation - normal |
Artist | Sun Kil Moon |
Album | Tiny Cities |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Brock, Green, Judy | |
I'm the same as I was when I was 6 years old | |
And oh, my God, I feel so old | |
I don't really feel anything | |
On a plane, I can see the tiny lights below | |
And oh, my God, they look so alone | |
Now, do they really feel anything? | |
Oh, my God, I gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta move on | |
Where do you move when what you're moving from | |
Is yourself? | |
The universe works on a math equation | |
That never, ever, ever really ends | |
Infinity spirals out creation on the tip of its tongue | |
And it is saying | |
"We ain't sure where you stand | |
You ain't machines, and you ain't land" | |
And the plants and the animals, they are linked | |
The plants and the animals eat each other | |
I'm the same as I was when I was 6 years old | |
And oh, my God, I feel so old | |
I don't really feel anything | |
On a plane, I can see the tiny lights below | |
And oh, my God, they look so alone | |
Now, do they really feel anything? | |
Oh, my God, I gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta move on | |
Where do you move when what you're moving from | |
Is yourself? | |
The universe works on a math equation | |
That never, ever, ever really ends | |
Infinity spirals out creation on the tip of its tongue | |
And it is saying | |
"We ain't sure where you stand | |
You ain't machines, and you ain't land" | |
The plants and the animals, they are linked | |
The plants and the animals eat each other | |
Well, oh, my God, and oh, my cat | |
I told my Dad what I need | |
Well, I know what I have and want | |
But I don't know what I need | |
"Well," he said, he said, he said, he said | |
"Where we're going, I'm dead" |
zuo qu : Brock, Green, Judy | |
I' m the same as I was when I was 6 years old | |
And oh, my God, I feel so old | |
I don' t really feel anything | |
On a plane, I can see the tiny lights below | |
And oh, my God, they look so alone | |
Now, do they really feel anything? | |
Oh, my God, I gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta move on | |
Where do you move when what you' re moving from | |
Is yourself? | |
The universe works on a math equation | |
That never, ever, ever really ends | |
Infinity spirals out creation on the tip of its tongue | |
And it is saying | |
" We ain' t sure where you stand | |
You ain' t machines, and you ain' t land" | |
And the plants and the animals, they are linked | |
The plants and the animals eat each other | |
I' m the same as I was when I was 6 years old | |
And oh, my God, I feel so old | |
I don' t really feel anything | |
On a plane, I can see the tiny lights below | |
And oh, my God, they look so alone | |
Now, do they really feel anything? | |
Oh, my God, I gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta move on | |
Where do you move when what you' re moving from | |
Is yourself? | |
The universe works on a math equation | |
That never, ever, ever really ends | |
Infinity spirals out creation on the tip of its tongue | |
And it is saying | |
" We ain' t sure where you stand | |
You ain' t machines, and you ain' t land" | |
The plants and the animals, they are linked | |
The plants and the animals eat each other | |
Well, oh, my God, and oh, my cat | |
I told my Dad what I need | |
Well, I know what I have and want | |
But I don' t know what I need | |
" Well," he said, he said, he said, he said | |
" Where we' re going, I' m dead" |
zuò qǔ : Brock, Green, Judy | |
I' m the same as I was when I was 6 years old | |
And oh, my God, I feel so old | |
I don' t really feel anything | |
On a plane, I can see the tiny lights below | |
And oh, my God, they look so alone | |
Now, do they really feel anything? | |
Oh, my God, I gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta move on | |
Where do you move when what you' re moving from | |
Is yourself? | |
The universe works on a math equation | |
That never, ever, ever really ends | |
Infinity spirals out creation on the tip of its tongue | |
And it is saying | |
" We ain' t sure where you stand | |
You ain' t machines, and you ain' t land" | |
And the plants and the animals, they are linked | |
The plants and the animals eat each other | |
I' m the same as I was when I was 6 years old | |
And oh, my God, I feel so old | |
I don' t really feel anything | |
On a plane, I can see the tiny lights below | |
And oh, my God, they look so alone | |
Now, do they really feel anything? | |
Oh, my God, I gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta move on | |
Where do you move when what you' re moving from | |
Is yourself? | |
The universe works on a math equation | |
That never, ever, ever really ends | |
Infinity spirals out creation on the tip of its tongue | |
And it is saying | |
" We ain' t sure where you stand | |
You ain' t machines, and you ain' t land" | |
The plants and the animals, they are linked | |
The plants and the animals eat each other | |
Well, oh, my God, and oh, my cat | |
I told my Dad what I need | |
Well, I know what I have and want | |
But I don' t know what I need | |
" Well," he said, he said, he said, he said | |
" Where we' re going, I' m dead" |