Song | On Most Surfaces |
Artist | The Gathering |
Album | Nighttime Birds |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Gathering |
[01:20.50] | The frost hits me in the eye |
[01:26.21] | and wakes me |
[01:29.00] | and wakes me |
[01:36.59] | these are blury winters |
[01:39.72] | and I cannot see |
[01:43.49] | and I cannot see |
[01:51.55] | |
[01:56.70] | I walk into the white light of the snow |
[02:02.88] | when the sun comes |
[02:08.94] | I break it with my shadow |
[02:17.17] | which tales me where I go |
[02:27.37] | |
[02:32.70] | The frost hits me in the eye |
[02:38.04] | and wakes me |
[02:40.70] | and wakes me |
[02:48.87] | |
[03:01.50] | I am the snow falling down on you |
[03:14.19] | I tear up your face with my frost |
[03:29.10] | And make you run to somewhere warm |
[03:43.70] | When I come I see you get away |
[03:58.14] | I burst out about your emptyness |
[04:12.49] | |
[04:48.73] | The frost hits me in the eye |
[04:54.50] | and wakes me |
[04:57.20] | and wakes me |
[05:04.64] | these are blury winters |
[05:08.03] | and I cannot see |
[05:11.70] | and I cannot see |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Gathering |
[01:20.50] | The frost hits me in the eye |
[01:26.21] | and wakes me |
[01:29.00] | and wakes me |
[01:36.59] | these are blury winters |
[01:39.72] | and I cannot see |
[01:43.49] | and I cannot see |
[01:51.55] | |
[01:56.70] | I walk into the white light of the snow |
[02:02.88] | when the sun comes |
[02:08.94] | I break it with my shadow |
[02:17.17] | which tales me where I go |
[02:27.37] | |
[02:32.70] | The frost hits me in the eye |
[02:38.04] | and wakes me |
[02:40.70] | and wakes me |
[02:48.87] | |
[03:01.50] | I am the snow falling down on you |
[03:14.19] | I tear up your face with my frost |
[03:29.10] | And make you run to somewhere warm |
[03:43.70] | When I come I see you get away |
[03:58.14] | I burst out about your emptyness |
[04:12.49] | |
[04:48.73] | The frost hits me in the eye |
[04:54.50] | and wakes me |
[04:57.20] | and wakes me |
[05:04.64] | these are blury winters |
[05:08.03] | and I cannot see |
[05:11.70] | and I cannot see |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Gathering |
[01:20.50] | The frost hits me in the eye |
[01:26.21] | and wakes me |
[01:29.00] | and wakes me |
[01:36.59] | these are blury winters |
[01:39.72] | and I cannot see |
[01:43.49] | and I cannot see |
[01:51.55] | |
[01:56.70] | I walk into the white light of the snow |
[02:02.88] | when the sun comes |
[02:08.94] | I break it with my shadow |
[02:17.17] | which tales me where I go |
[02:27.37] | |
[02:32.70] | The frost hits me in the eye |
[02:38.04] | and wakes me |
[02:40.70] | and wakes me |
[02:48.87] | |
[03:01.50] | I am the snow falling down on you |
[03:14.19] | I tear up your face with my frost |
[03:29.10] | And make you run to somewhere warm |
[03:43.70] | When I come I see you get away |
[03:58.14] | I burst out about your emptyness |
[04:12.49] | |
[04:48.73] | The frost hits me in the eye |
[04:54.50] | and wakes me |
[04:57.20] | and wakes me |
[05:04.64] | these are blury winters |
[05:08.03] | and I cannot see |
[05:11.70] | and I cannot see |