Song | Forces of Spring |
Artist | Little Scream |
Album | Speed Queen |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.000] | 作词 : Little Scream/Piertro Amato |
[00:01.000] | 作曲 : Little Scream/Piertro Amato |
[00:09.100] | Is it East of Eden, or Lord of the Flies |
[00:14.200] | That faraway look in your eyes? |
[00:18.590] | The resonance of a ruined angel |
[00:22.930] | A kind of beauty masking some danger |
[00:27.100] | The vulture rides in a natural orbit |
[00:30.800] | We're circling each other, not sure which one is game yet |
[00:36.810] | Built your walls, couldn't find a prisoner that fit |
[00:40.070] | And here I am, just the shape of it |
[00:44.980] | As we started out |
[00:47.900] | I heard the words of the wise |
[00:53.690] | That have gone before you say |
[00:58.200] | You can run from the siren |
[01:02.709] | But when you hear it sing |
[01:07.680] | 'You can crush those blossoms |
[01:11.890] | But not the forces of spring' |
[01:17.200] | And nobody can tell you how to feel |
[01:26.000] | To stand or turn away from something real |
[01:44.680] | Threads of lives I thought I'd live |
[01:46.800] | Fall like silver streamers through the great abyss |
[01:50.100] | Of my coffee cup |
[01:53.130] | The bartender's pregnant, they tell her to smile |
[01:56.500] | I haven't been in this place for a while |
[01:59.000] | Is it the call of the wild? |
[02:02.800] | To draw me out to meet you here |
[02:05.000] | Towards what I want and what I fear |
[02:08.000] | You're the sum of both, my dear |
[02:11.990] | Your eyes like an imploding star |
[02:14.989] | The gravity of who you are |
[02:16.980] | It's safer to dream you by far |
[02:21.200] | The clock hands are about to touch |
[02:23.700] | Don't know why this hurts so much |
[02:26.460] | It's only love |
[02:29.939] | Coincidence beyond all chance |
[02:33.300] | Lines that matched on both our hands |
[02:35.899] | It's screen romance |
[02:39.400] | The magic was thick and high that night |
[02:42.000] | Gave us too much to live up to, right? |
[02:44.700] | A little too precious, too bright |
[02:48.290] | I almost wish you wouldn't show |
[02:50.800] | Illusion's easier than truth, you know |
[02:53.900] | And from a distance it can grow |
[02:56.780] | And then I hear you calling out |
[03:00.700] | As I hear the words of the wise |
[03:06.160] | Who are trembling with eyes |
[03:10.300] | That have gone before you say |
[03:15.880] | You can run from the siren |
[03:19.970] | But when you hear it sing |
[03:24.850] | 'You can crush those blossoms |
[03:28.790] | But not the forces of spring' |
[03:34.000] | And nobody can tell you how to feel |
[03:43.080] | To stand or turn away from something real |
[03:51.980] | Something real |
[03:56.236] | So real |
[00:00.000] | zuo ci : Little Scream Piertro Amato |
[00:01.000] | zuo qu : Little Scream Piertro Amato |
[00:09.100] | Is it East of Eden, or Lord of the Flies |
[00:14.200] | That faraway look in your eyes? |
[00:18.590] | The resonance of a ruined angel |
[00:22.930] | A kind of beauty masking some danger |
[00:27.100] | The vulture rides in a natural orbit |
[00:30.800] | We' re circling each other, not sure which one is game yet |
[00:36.810] | Built your walls, couldn' t find a prisoner that fit |
[00:40.070] | And here I am, just the shape of it |
[00:44.980] | As we started out |
[00:47.900] | I heard the words of the wise |
[00:53.690] | That have gone before you say |
[00:58.200] | You can run from the siren |
[01:02.709] | But when you hear it sing |
[01:07.680] | ' You can crush those blossoms |
[01:11.890] | But not the forces of spring' |
[01:17.200] | And nobody can tell you how to feel |
[01:26.000] | To stand or turn away from something real |
[01:44.680] | Threads of lives I thought I' d live |
[01:46.800] | Fall like silver streamers through the great abyss |
[01:50.100] | Of my coffee cup |
[01:53.130] | The bartender' s pregnant, they tell her to smile |
[01:56.500] | I haven' t been in this place for a while |
[01:59.000] | Is it the call of the wild? |
[02:02.800] | To draw me out to meet you here |
[02:05.000] | Towards what I want and what I fear |
[02:08.000] | You' re the sum of both, my dear |
[02:11.990] | Your eyes like an imploding star |
[02:14.989] | The gravity of who you are |
[02:16.980] | It' s safer to dream you by far |
[02:21.200] | The clock hands are about to touch |
[02:23.700] | Don' t know why this hurts so much |
[02:26.460] | It' s only love |
[02:29.939] | Coincidence beyond all chance |
[02:33.300] | Lines that matched on both our hands |
[02:35.899] | It' s screen romance |
[02:39.400] | The magic was thick and high that night |
[02:42.000] | Gave us too much to live up to, right? |
[02:44.700] | A little too precious, too bright |
[02:48.290] | I almost wish you wouldn' t show |
[02:50.800] | Illusion' s easier than truth, you know |
[02:53.900] | And from a distance it can grow |
[02:56.780] | And then I hear you calling out |
[03:00.700] | As I hear the words of the wise |
[03:06.160] | Who are trembling with eyes |
[03:10.300] | That have gone before you say |
[03:15.880] | You can run from the siren |
[03:19.970] | But when you hear it sing |
[03:24.850] | ' You can crush those blossoms |
[03:28.790] | But not the forces of spring' |
[03:34.000] | And nobody can tell you how to feel |
[03:43.080] | To stand or turn away from something real |
[03:51.980] | Something real |
[03:56.236] | So real |
[00:00.000] | zuò cí : Little Scream Piertro Amato |
[00:01.000] | zuò qǔ : Little Scream Piertro Amato |
[00:09.100] | Is it East of Eden, or Lord of the Flies |
[00:14.200] | That faraway look in your eyes? |
[00:18.590] | The resonance of a ruined angel |
[00:22.930] | A kind of beauty masking some danger |
[00:27.100] | The vulture rides in a natural orbit |
[00:30.800] | We' re circling each other, not sure which one is game yet |
[00:36.810] | Built your walls, couldn' t find a prisoner that fit |
[00:40.070] | And here I am, just the shape of it |
[00:44.980] | As we started out |
[00:47.900] | I heard the words of the wise |
[00:53.690] | That have gone before you say |
[00:58.200] | You can run from the siren |
[01:02.709] | But when you hear it sing |
[01:07.680] | ' You can crush those blossoms |
[01:11.890] | But not the forces of spring' |
[01:17.200] | And nobody can tell you how to feel |
[01:26.000] | To stand or turn away from something real |
[01:44.680] | Threads of lives I thought I' d live |
[01:46.800] | Fall like silver streamers through the great abyss |
[01:50.100] | Of my coffee cup |
[01:53.130] | The bartender' s pregnant, they tell her to smile |
[01:56.500] | I haven' t been in this place for a while |
[01:59.000] | Is it the call of the wild? |
[02:02.800] | To draw me out to meet you here |
[02:05.000] | Towards what I want and what I fear |
[02:08.000] | You' re the sum of both, my dear |
[02:11.990] | Your eyes like an imploding star |
[02:14.989] | The gravity of who you are |
[02:16.980] | It' s safer to dream you by far |
[02:21.200] | The clock hands are about to touch |
[02:23.700] | Don' t know why this hurts so much |
[02:26.460] | It' s only love |
[02:29.939] | Coincidence beyond all chance |
[02:33.300] | Lines that matched on both our hands |
[02:35.899] | It' s screen romance |
[02:39.400] | The magic was thick and high that night |
[02:42.000] | Gave us too much to live up to, right? |
[02:44.700] | A little too precious, too bright |
[02:48.290] | I almost wish you wouldn' t show |
[02:50.800] | Illusion' s easier than truth, you know |
[02:53.900] | And from a distance it can grow |
[02:56.780] | And then I hear you calling out |
[03:00.700] | As I hear the words of the wise |
[03:06.160] | Who are trembling with eyes |
[03:10.300] | That have gone before you say |
[03:15.880] | You can run from the siren |
[03:19.970] | But when you hear it sing |
[03:24.850] | ' You can crush those blossoms |
[03:28.790] | But not the forces of spring' |
[03:34.000] | And nobody can tell you how to feel |
[03:43.080] | To stand or turn away from something real |
[03:51.980] | Something real |
[03:56.236] | So real |