Destination Lyrics

[00:00.000]	作曲 : The Church
[00:43.256]	Our instruments have no way of measuring this feeling
[00:51.505]	Can never cut below the floor, or penetrate the ceiling.
[00:59.727]	In the space between our houses, some bones have been discovered,
[01:08.758]	But our procession lurches on, as if we had recovered.
[01:35.578]	Draconian winter unforetold.
[01:44.118]	One solar day, suddenly you're old.
[01:52.651]	Your little envelope just makes me cold,
[02:01.502]	Makes destination start to unfold.
[02:26.242]	Our documents are useless, or forged beyond believing.
[02:34.691]	Page forty-seven is unsigned, I need it by this evening.
[02:42.942]	In the space between our cities, a storm is slowly forming.
[02:51.944]	Something eating up our days, I feel it every morning.
[03:05.383]	Destination, destination.
[03:36.209]	It's not a religion, it's just a technique.
[03:44.650]	It's just a way of making you speak.
[03:53.460]	Distance and speed have left us too weak,
[04:01.675]	And destination looks kind of bleak.
[04:26.703]	Our elements are burned out, our beasts have been mistreated.
[04:35.181]	I tell you it's the only way we'll get this road completed.
[04:43.423]	In the space between our bodies, the air has grown small fingers.
[04:52.424]	Just one caress, you're powerless,
[04:56.691]	like all those clapped-out swingers
[05:05.944]	Destination, destination.

[00:00.000]	zuo qu : The Church
[00:43.256]	Our instruments have no way of measuring this feeling
[00:51.505]	Can never cut below the floor, or penetrate the ceiling.
[00:59.727]	In the space between our houses, some bones have been discovered,
[01:08.758]	But our procession lurches on, as if we had recovered.
[01:35.578]	Draconian winter unforetold.
[01:44.118]	One solar day, suddenly you' re old.
[01:52.651]	Your little envelope just makes me cold,
[02:01.502]	Makes destination start to unfold.
[02:26.242]	Our documents are useless, or forged beyond believing.
[02:34.691]	Page fortyseven is unsigned, I need it by this evening.
[02:42.942]	In the space between our cities, a storm is slowly forming.
[02:51.944]	Something eating up our days, I feel it every morning.
[03:05.383]	Destination, destination.
[03:36.209]	It' s not a religion, it' s just a technique.
[03:44.650]	It' s just a way of making you speak.
[03:53.460]	Distance and speed have left us too weak,
[04:01.675]	And destination looks kind of bleak.
[04:26.703]	Our elements are burned out, our beasts have been mistreated.
[04:35.181]	I tell you it' s the only way we' ll get this road completed.
[04:43.423]	In the space between our bodies, the air has grown small fingers.
[04:52.424]	Just one caress, you' re powerless,
[04:56.691]	like all those clappedout swingers
[05:05.944]	Destination, destination.

[00:00.000]	zuò qǔ : The Church
[00:43.256]	Our instruments have no way of measuring this feeling
[00:51.505]	Can never cut below the floor, or penetrate the ceiling.
[00:59.727]	In the space between our houses, some bones have been discovered,
[01:08.758]	But our procession lurches on, as if we had recovered.
[01:35.578]	Draconian winter unforetold.
[01:44.118]	One solar day, suddenly you' re old.
[01:52.651]	Your little envelope just makes me cold,
[02:01.502]	Makes destination start to unfold.
[02:26.242]	Our documents are useless, or forged beyond believing.
[02:34.691]	Page fortyseven is unsigned, I need it by this evening.
[02:42.942]	In the space between our cities, a storm is slowly forming.
[02:51.944]	Something eating up our days, I feel it every morning.
[03:05.383]	Destination, destination.
[03:36.209]	It' s not a religion, it' s just a technique.
[03:44.650]	It' s just a way of making you speak.
[03:53.460]	Distance and speed have left us too weak,
[04:01.675]	And destination looks kind of bleak.
[04:26.703]	Our elements are burned out, our beasts have been mistreated.
[04:35.181]	I tell you it' s the only way we' ll get this road completed.
[04:43.423]	In the space between our bodies, the air has grown small fingers.
[04:52.424]	Just one caress, you' re powerless,
[04:56.691]	like all those clappedout swingers
[05:05.944]	Destination, destination.

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