Song | Running From The Rain |
Artist | Thursday |
Album | A City By The Light Divided |
作词 : Rickly, Thursday | |
There was a sound split all the heavens apart | |
In the northern view out in a southern spark | |
Oh, I will be with you running from the rain | |
When it reaches the end of the line | |
See myself reflected in broken glass | |
As the gates come crashing down | |
There is blood on the tracks tonight | |
And rust inside our veins | |
Will it ache every time | |
I hear the storm | |
Running behind me? | |
There were some younger kids | |
Who followed the tracks that day | |
It was a passing afternoon | |
That came and took them all away | |
So we forgot our names lying in the tall grass | |
Underneath the billboard dreams | |
Oh, I will be with you running from the rain | |
When it reaches the end of the line | |
See myself reflected in broken glass | |
As the gates come crashing down | |
There is blood on the tracks tonight | |
And rust inside our veins | |
Will it ache every time | |
I hear the storm? | |
It's running all over me, running from the rain | |
It's running on, it's running out | |
It's running on, it's running out | |
Away, away, away running from the rain | |
Away, away, away running from the rain | |
See the steam in the distant hills | |
See the rooftops glitter in the sun | |
Hear the summer counting down | |
Running out running from the rain | |
Operator, operator did you lose your way | |
When you got that call your brother made? | |
You're sick of running and you know it's true | |
You're coming back, running from the rain |
zuò cí : Rickly, Thursday | |
There was a sound split all the heavens apart | |
In the northern view out in a southern spark | |
Oh, I will be with you running from the rain | |
When it reaches the end of the line | |
See myself reflected in broken glass | |
As the gates come crashing down | |
There is blood on the tracks tonight | |
And rust inside our veins | |
Will it ache every time | |
I hear the storm | |
Running behind me? | |
There were some younger kids | |
Who followed the tracks that day | |
It was a passing afternoon | |
That came and took them all away | |
So we forgot our names lying in the tall grass | |
Underneath the billboard dreams | |
Oh, I will be with you running from the rain | |
When it reaches the end of the line | |
See myself reflected in broken glass | |
As the gates come crashing down | |
There is blood on the tracks tonight | |
And rust inside our veins | |
Will it ache every time | |
I hear the storm? | |
It' s running all over me, running from the rain | |
It' s running on, it' s running out | |
It' s running on, it' s running out | |
Away, away, away running from the rain | |
Away, away, away running from the rain | |
See the steam in the distant hills | |
See the rooftops glitter in the sun | |
Hear the summer counting down | |
Running out running from the rain | |
Operator, operator did you lose your way | |
When you got that call your brother made? | |
You' re sick of running and you know it' s true | |
You' re coming back, running from the rain |