Song | Sailing Solo |
Artist | The Beautiful South |
Album | Gaze |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Paul Heaton & Dave Rotheray | |
作词 : Heaton, Rotheray | |
Imagine sailing solo around the world | |
Only to find you've missed a continent out | |
And as your happy turns choppy and tidal wave swirls | |
You're wondering why there's no one about | |
At least Captain Scott actually stood on the spot | |
Where he planned to put up Union Jack | |
And though Captain Cook cursed the map that he took | |
He got near enough for native's attack | |
That's how it feels trying to navigate you | |
Even with compass and infinite time | |
Just when I think I've found some part that's new | |
I find a flag already up that's not mine | |
Circling you is journey minus view | |
Exploration without reason or reward | |
'Cause when I get near you use an arrow or spear | |
To prevent my heart ever being shored | |
The earth ain't flat but it's a simple doormat | |
Compared to your unclimbable self | |
The desolate terrain you have to cross to your brain | |
Just one of your slippery shelves | |
That's how it feels trying to navigate you | |
Even with compass and infinite time | |
Just when I think I've found some part that's new | |
I find a flag already up that's not mine | |
And if I ever get close I'll need a banner or post | |
To hang it from, first there or not | |
So voyage may uncover a sister or brother | |
And a friendship that Colombus forgot. |
zuo qu : Paul Heaton Dave Rotheray | |
zuo ci : Heaton, Rotheray | |
Imagine sailing solo around the world | |
Only to find you' ve missed a continent out | |
And as your happy turns choppy and tidal wave swirls | |
You' re wondering why there' s no one about | |
At least Captain Scott actually stood on the spot | |
Where he planned to put up Union Jack | |
And though Captain Cook cursed the map that he took | |
He got near enough for native' s attack | |
That' s how it feels trying to navigate you | |
Even with compass and infinite time | |
Just when I think I' ve found some part that' s new | |
I find a flag already up that' s not mine | |
Circling you is journey minus view | |
Exploration without reason or reward | |
' Cause when I get near you use an arrow or spear | |
To prevent my heart ever being shored | |
The earth ain' t flat but it' s a simple doormat | |
Compared to your unclimbable self | |
The desolate terrain you have to cross to your brain | |
Just one of your slippery shelves | |
That' s how it feels trying to navigate you | |
Even with compass and infinite time | |
Just when I think I' ve found some part that' s new | |
I find a flag already up that' s not mine | |
And if I ever get close I' ll need a banner or post | |
To hang it from, first there or not | |
So voyage may uncover a sister or brother | |
And a friendship that Colombus forgot. |
zuò qǔ : Paul Heaton Dave Rotheray | |
zuò cí : Heaton, Rotheray | |
Imagine sailing solo around the world | |
Only to find you' ve missed a continent out | |
And as your happy turns choppy and tidal wave swirls | |
You' re wondering why there' s no one about | |
At least Captain Scott actually stood on the spot | |
Where he planned to put up Union Jack | |
And though Captain Cook cursed the map that he took | |
He got near enough for native' s attack | |
That' s how it feels trying to navigate you | |
Even with compass and infinite time | |
Just when I think I' ve found some part that' s new | |
I find a flag already up that' s not mine | |
Circling you is journey minus view | |
Exploration without reason or reward | |
' Cause when I get near you use an arrow or spear | |
To prevent my heart ever being shored | |
The earth ain' t flat but it' s a simple doormat | |
Compared to your unclimbable self | |
The desolate terrain you have to cross to your brain | |
Just one of your slippery shelves | |
That' s how it feels trying to navigate you | |
Even with compass and infinite time | |
Just when I think I' ve found some part that' s new | |
I find a flag already up that' s not mine | |
And if I ever get close I' ll need a banner or post | |
To hang it from, first there or not | |
So voyage may uncover a sister or brother | |
And a friendship that Colombus forgot. |