Song | Moon Over Goldsboro |
Artist | The Mountain Goats |
Album | Get Lonely |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Darnielle | |
I went down to the gas station | |
For no particular reason | |
Heard the screams from the high school | |
It's football season | |
Empty lot the station faces | |
Will probably be there forever | |
I climbed over the four-foot fence | |
I was trying to sever the tether | |
Moon in the sky | |
Cold as a stone | |
Spend each night in your arms | |
Always wake up alone | |
I laid down in the weeds | |
It was a real cold night | |
I was happy 'till the overnight attendant | |
Switched on the floodlight | |
Walking home, I was talking to you under my breath | |
Saying things I would never say directly | |
I heard a siren on the highway up ahead | |
Kinda wished they'd come and get me | |
Frost on the sidewalk | |
White as a bone | |
Tried to get close to you again | |
Always wake up alone | |
And as I was crossing our doorstep | |
I hesitated just a moment there | |
Remembered the day we moved into our small house | |
'Till the vision got too vivid to bear | |
You were almost asleep | |
Halfway undressed | |
I lay right down next to you | |
Held your head against my chest | |
And a guy with any kind of courage | |
Would maybe stop to think the matter through | |
Maybe hold you still and raise the question | |
Instead of blindly holding onto you | |
But we crank up the heat | |
And you giggle and moan | |
Spend all night in the company of ghosts | |
Aways wake up alone |
zuo ci : Darnielle | |
I went down to the gas station | |
For no particular reason | |
Heard the screams from the high school | |
It' s football season | |
Empty lot the station faces | |
Will probably be there forever | |
I climbed over the fourfoot fence | |
I was trying to sever the tether | |
Moon in the sky | |
Cold as a stone | |
Spend each night in your arms | |
Always wake up alone | |
I laid down in the weeds | |
It was a real cold night | |
I was happy ' till the overnight attendant | |
Switched on the floodlight | |
Walking home, I was talking to you under my breath | |
Saying things I would never say directly | |
I heard a siren on the highway up ahead | |
Kinda wished they' d come and get me | |
Frost on the sidewalk | |
White as a bone | |
Tried to get close to you again | |
Always wake up alone | |
And as I was crossing our doorstep | |
I hesitated just a moment there | |
Remembered the day we moved into our small house | |
' Till the vision got too vivid to bear | |
You were almost asleep | |
Halfway undressed | |
I lay right down next to you | |
Held your head against my chest | |
And a guy with any kind of courage | |
Would maybe stop to think the matter through | |
Maybe hold you still and raise the question | |
Instead of blindly holding onto you | |
But we crank up the heat | |
And you giggle and moan | |
Spend all night in the company of ghosts | |
Aways wake up alone |
zuò cí : Darnielle | |
I went down to the gas station | |
For no particular reason | |
Heard the screams from the high school | |
It' s football season | |
Empty lot the station faces | |
Will probably be there forever | |
I climbed over the fourfoot fence | |
I was trying to sever the tether | |
Moon in the sky | |
Cold as a stone | |
Spend each night in your arms | |
Always wake up alone | |
I laid down in the weeds | |
It was a real cold night | |
I was happy ' till the overnight attendant | |
Switched on the floodlight | |
Walking home, I was talking to you under my breath | |
Saying things I would never say directly | |
I heard a siren on the highway up ahead | |
Kinda wished they' d come and get me | |
Frost on the sidewalk | |
White as a bone | |
Tried to get close to you again | |
Always wake up alone | |
And as I was crossing our doorstep | |
I hesitated just a moment there | |
Remembered the day we moved into our small house | |
' Till the vision got too vivid to bear | |
You were almost asleep | |
Halfway undressed | |
I lay right down next to you | |
Held your head against my chest | |
And a guy with any kind of courage | |
Would maybe stop to think the matter through | |
Maybe hold you still and raise the question | |
Instead of blindly holding onto you | |
But we crank up the heat | |
And you giggle and moan | |
Spend all night in the company of ghosts | |
Aways wake up alone |