Song | Swimming In The Swamp |
Artist | The National Lights |
Album | The Dead Will Walk, Dear |
作曲 : Berns | |
There was dirt in your mouth | |
On the day we put you down | |
There was blood on your teeth | |
Like you were born to the ground | |
I held your head | |
As water filled your mouth | |
When the branches scratched your eyes | |
When the land began to flood | |
This is my body dear that I've kept inside you | |
And that you'll keep if you want to | |
Here is what's left of what I have taken from yours | |
Tonight the bells will cry | |
This doesn't scare you | |
It could if you want to | |
We can run through the yard | |
We can swim out in the swamp | |
I cleaned your face | |
And covered you in stones | |
There was so much water there | |
A hundred miles to make your own | |
A butcher's boy | |
Can make his song your tomb | |
The prettiest girls | |
Should always plan theirs for two | |
This is my body dear that I've kept inside you | |
And that you'll keep if you want to | |
Here is what's left of what I have taken from yours | |
Tonight the bells will cry | |
This doesn't scare you | |
It could if you want to | |
We can run through the yard | |
We can swim out in the swamp |
zuò qǔ : Berns | |
There was dirt in your mouth | |
On the day we put you down | |
There was blood on your teeth | |
Like you were born to the ground | |
I held your head | |
As water filled your mouth | |
When the branches scratched your eyes | |
When the land began to flood | |
This is my body dear that I' ve kept inside you | |
And that you' ll keep if you want to | |
Here is what' s left of what I have taken from yours | |
Tonight the bells will cry | |
This doesn' t scare you | |
It could if you want to | |
We can run through the yard | |
We can swim out in the swamp | |
I cleaned your face | |
And covered you in stones | |
There was so much water there | |
A hundred miles to make your own | |
A butcher' s boy | |
Can make his song your tomb | |
The prettiest girls | |
Should always plan theirs for two | |
This is my body dear that I' ve kept inside you | |
And that you' ll keep if you want to | |
Here is what' s left of what I have taken from yours | |
Tonight the bells will cry | |
This doesn' t scare you | |
It could if you want to | |
We can run through the yard | |
We can swim out in the swamp |