Song | Revelation Blues |
Artist | The Tallest Man on Earth |
Album | There's No Leaving Now |
[00:00.31] | The Tallest Man On Earth - Revelation Blues |
[00:02.62] | . |
[00:21.39] | I was more than just a coward, I was handsome too |
[00:24.72] | I felt nothing when your flood came down |
[00:28.02] | Holding fines that made me wonder if the lights were wrong |
[00:31.40] | With my hands that never touched no ground |
[00:34.78] | When your talent is in numbers |
[00:38.09] | Of the many times you're gone |
[00:41.21] | I could lie I don't care about forgiving |
[00:45.28] | But sometimes it's just roses dying too young |
[00:49.59] | . |
[01:01.80] | As I'm fencing up the hours in the fields of red |
[01:05.12] | While you think I'm on a loveless straight |
[01:08.49] | In the letters from the lovers in a land gone wrong |
[01:11.99] | Explanations always written late |
[01:15.18] | When your talent curse the framing |
[01:18.49] | Of the crying you heard sung |
[01:21.74] | I could lie I don't care about what's missing |
[01:25.87] | But sometimes it's just roses dying too young |
[01:30.07] | . |
[01:42.33] | Your train of thoughts is always passing here |
[01:49.15] | With its falling paint, and its broken gears |
[01:54.90] | It's the damn revelation blues when you see the path |
[02:01.72] | And you know you won't be the last, oh lord, oh lord… |
[02:07.54] | . |
[02:09.35] | I was more than just a terror, I was crying too |
[02:12.79] | But you showed me in the gusts between |
[02:16.04] | That a wind is sometimes broken and its flying path |
[02:19.60] | Has no meaning nor a ghost within |
[02:23.04] | When your talent is in hiding |
[02:26.16] | That your feeling is always wrong |
[02:29.35] | And I always want to bring you something |
[02:33.29] | But sometimes it's just roses dying too young. |
[02:37.54] | . |
[02:50.00] | When your talent is in hiding |
[02:53.25] | That your feeling is always wrong |
[02:56.38] | And I always want to bring you something |
[03:00.26] | But sometimes it's just roses dying too young. |
[00:00.31] | The Tallest Man On Earth Revelation Blues |
[00:02.62] | . |
[00:21.39] | I was more than just a coward, I was handsome too |
[00:24.72] | I felt nothing when your flood came down |
[00:28.02] | Holding fines that made me wonder if the lights were wrong |
[00:31.40] | With my hands that never touched no ground |
[00:34.78] | When your talent is in numbers |
[00:38.09] | Of the many times you' re gone |
[00:41.21] | I could lie I don' t care about forgiving |
[00:45.28] | But sometimes it' s just roses dying too young |
[00:49.59] | . |
[01:01.80] | As I' m fencing up the hours in the fields of red |
[01:05.12] | While you think I' m on a loveless straight |
[01:08.49] | In the letters from the lovers in a land gone wrong |
[01:11.99] | Explanations always written late |
[01:15.18] | When your talent curse the framing |
[01:18.49] | Of the crying you heard sung |
[01:21.74] | I could lie I don' t care about what' s missing |
[01:25.87] | But sometimes it' s just roses dying too young |
[01:30.07] | . |
[01:42.33] | Your train of thoughts is always passing here |
[01:49.15] | With its falling paint, and its broken gears |
[01:54.90] | It' s the damn revelation blues when you see the path |
[02:01.72] | And you know you won' t be the last, oh lord, oh lord |
[02:07.54] | . |
[02:09.35] | I was more than just a terror, I was crying too |
[02:12.79] | But you showed me in the gusts between |
[02:16.04] | That a wind is sometimes broken and its flying path |
[02:19.60] | Has no meaning nor a ghost within |
[02:23.04] | When your talent is in hiding |
[02:26.16] | That your feeling is always wrong |
[02:29.35] | And I always want to bring you something |
[02:33.29] | But sometimes it' s just roses dying too young. |
[02:37.54] | . |
[02:50.00] | When your talent is in hiding |
[02:53.25] | That your feeling is always wrong |
[02:56.38] | And I always want to bring you something |
[03:00.26] | But sometimes it' s just roses dying too young. |