Dizzy Spells Lyrics
| Song | Dizzy Spells |
| Artist | Josh Woodward |
| Album | Not Quite Connected |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Josh Woodward | |
| 作词 : Josh Woodward | |
| Our colony | |
| Is shining through the shaking of the artificial moon | |
| The light of noon | |
| Cut ragged glass | |
| Kaleidoscope of soapy film refract the rays that pass | |
| The blades of grass | |
| Recite the words that you were taught | |
| The face of man | |
| You stare into the center as the colors bleed away | |
| The dryest rain | |
| You feel the same | |
| The dirt beneath your saddle boots is snapping as you step | |
| Into the scene | |
| This life is just a fatal dream | |
| Don't you ever worry about those dizzy spells you feel | |
| That's just the taming of the ghosts | |
| They can't hurt you, they'll desert you now | |
| Take up your arms | |
| The final day is here, you feel the ringing in your ears | |
| Now disappear | |
| The flaming sky | |
| The rally of a lost July, the night precedes the lullaby | |
| And takes away the last supply of day |
| zuo qu : Josh Woodward | |
| zuo ci : Josh Woodward | |
| Our colony | |
| Is shining through the shaking of the artificial moon | |
| The light of noon | |
| Cut ragged glass | |
| Kaleidoscope of soapy film refract the rays that pass | |
| The blades of grass | |
| Recite the words that you were taught | |
| The face of man | |
| You stare into the center as the colors bleed away | |
| The dryest rain | |
| You feel the same | |
| The dirt beneath your saddle boots is snapping as you step | |
| Into the scene | |
| This life is just a fatal dream | |
| Don' t you ever worry about those dizzy spells you feel | |
| That' s just the taming of the ghosts | |
| They can' t hurt you, they' ll desert you now | |
| Take up your arms | |
| The final day is here, you feel the ringing in your ears | |
| Now disappear | |
| The flaming sky | |
| The rally of a lost July, the night precedes the lullaby | |
| And takes away the last supply of day |
| zuò qǔ : Josh Woodward | |
| zuò cí : Josh Woodward | |
| Our colony | |
| Is shining through the shaking of the artificial moon | |
| The light of noon | |
| Cut ragged glass | |
| Kaleidoscope of soapy film refract the rays that pass | |
| The blades of grass | |
| Recite the words that you were taught | |
| The face of man | |
| You stare into the center as the colors bleed away | |
| The dryest rain | |
| You feel the same | |
| The dirt beneath your saddle boots is snapping as you step | |
| Into the scene | |
| This life is just a fatal dream | |
| Don' t you ever worry about those dizzy spells you feel | |
| That' s just the taming of the ghosts | |
| They can' t hurt you, they' ll desert you now | |
| Take up your arms | |
| The final day is here, you feel the ringing in your ears | |
| Now disappear | |
| The flaming sky | |
| The rally of a lost July, the night precedes the lullaby | |
| And takes away the last supply of day |
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