Song | We Wrote Letters Everyday |
Artist | The Fiery Furnaces |
Album | Rehearsing My Choir |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Friedberger | |
We Wrote Letters | |
Everyday Well, no one was too upset | |
You know we were married in the war | |
And I went with him to | |
Pennsylvania and | |
California | |
But he went out the | |
Pacific And | |
I came back to | |
Chicago to work on the railroad | |
And we wrote letters every day | |
Which were later thrown away | |
And God knows what we wrote or what they said | |
But this is probably how they read | |
I left the letters behind | |
In the basement of the apartment building when we moved | |
For the mice to nibble on | |
I wonder how long they lasted | |
And we wrote letters every day | |
Which were later thrown away | |
And God knows what we wrote or what they said | |
But this is probably how they read | |
Now, at my wedding, my husband didn't have his close family there as | |
I indicated | |
He came from a family of priests | |
At least, there were a lot of priests in his family | |
And so, eight priests presided over our wedding | |
Eight priests, it looked impressive | |
But it didn't sound very good | |
A gaggle of priests | |
Or they were like crows around an overly ornate park bench up there | |
They all had fine voices | |
But, and I mean this respectfully | |
They didn't match pitch | |
Thinking that each one of them was the one in the right | |
So they made some strange note choices | |
Listen... |
zuo qu : Friedberger | |
We Wrote Letters | |
Everyday Well, no one was too upset | |
You know we were married in the war | |
And I went with him to | |
Pennsylvania and | |
California | |
But he went out the | |
Pacific And | |
I came back to | |
Chicago to work on the railroad | |
And we wrote letters every day | |
Which were later thrown away | |
And God knows what we wrote or what they said | |
But this is probably how they read | |
I left the letters behind | |
In the basement of the apartment building when we moved | |
For the mice to nibble on | |
I wonder how long they lasted | |
And we wrote letters every day | |
Which were later thrown away | |
And God knows what we wrote or what they said | |
But this is probably how they read | |
Now, at my wedding, my husband didn' t have his close family there as | |
I indicated | |
He came from a family of priests | |
At least, there were a lot of priests in his family | |
And so, eight priests presided over our wedding | |
Eight priests, it looked impressive | |
But it didn' t sound very good | |
A gaggle of priests | |
Or they were like crows around an overly ornate park bench up there | |
They all had fine voices | |
But, and I mean this respectfully | |
They didn' t match pitch | |
Thinking that each one of them was the one in the right | |
So they made some strange note choices | |
Listen... |
zuò qǔ : Friedberger | |
We Wrote Letters | |
Everyday Well, no one was too upset | |
You know we were married in the war | |
And I went with him to | |
Pennsylvania and | |
California | |
But he went out the | |
Pacific And | |
I came back to | |
Chicago to work on the railroad | |
And we wrote letters every day | |
Which were later thrown away | |
And God knows what we wrote or what they said | |
But this is probably how they read | |
I left the letters behind | |
In the basement of the apartment building when we moved | |
For the mice to nibble on | |
I wonder how long they lasted | |
And we wrote letters every day | |
Which were later thrown away | |
And God knows what we wrote or what they said | |
But this is probably how they read | |
Now, at my wedding, my husband didn' t have his close family there as | |
I indicated | |
He came from a family of priests | |
At least, there were a lot of priests in his family | |
And so, eight priests presided over our wedding | |
Eight priests, it looked impressive | |
But it didn' t sound very good | |
A gaggle of priests | |
Or they were like crows around an overly ornate park bench up there | |
They all had fine voices | |
But, and I mean this respectfully | |
They didn' t match pitch | |
Thinking that each one of them was the one in the right | |
So they made some strange note choices | |
Listen... |