Song | On Brevity |
Artist | Josh Woodward |
Album | The Simple Life |
作曲 : Woodward | |
Sometimes I wanna take it from a little to a lot | |
and I am spinning in a circle like a dizzy little top | |
and I am calling all the people I'd forgotten about | |
and trying to tell them that I figured it out, | |
but it's a lie and all the stupid things | |
I say and do and never really stop when | |
I should never have begun, | |
I really oughtta drop it | |
but it's faster when you don't even have time to stop and think | |
about the things that you are saying cuz they really never matter | |
but it's Empty spaces in the air, | |
fill it up, | |
fill it up, | |
fill it up, | |
oh no, oh no | |
All the million little empty spaces in the air, | |
fill it up, | |
fill it up, | |
fill it up, | |
oh no, oh no, oh no | |
But I... | |
never was a fighter and I never was a poet | |
and I never was a writer though you'd never really know it | |
cuz I'm full of all the knowledge that you needed to know | |
and I will share it if you're ready or not, | |
because I know I heard | |
that Jami was a Wicked fan and Timmy's dropping out | |
and all the other little things that I was thinking about, | |
like how mosquitoes have malaria and dogs have lice, | |
I could go on for half an hour cuz I hate to leave a million little | |
Empty spaces in the air, | |
fill it up, | |
fill it up, | |
fill it up, | |
oh no, oh no | |
All the million little empty spaces in the air, | |
fill it up, | |
fill it up, | |
fill it up, | |
oh no, oh no, oh no, oh | |
Economy of speech is not a virtue, it's a sin | |
because I never want to tell you once | |
what I could say again and again and again... | |
I know you wanna tell me what you think of what I'm say, | |
I promise you that I will give you time later to weigh in, | |
to weigh in if you want to | |
But I forgot to tell you, | |
I was heading out to take my puppy for a walk | |
but then the strangest little thing came out and ran across the sidewalk, | |
it might have been a squirrel or a chipmunk or a prairie dog | |
but something 'bout the tail wasn't right, | |
but that's another story... | |
everyone just stopped and stared with blank expressions motionless | |
and for a second everything was silent and commotionless... | |
I turned I said to Fluffy, that's a cute little sciuridae and then it went scampering off, | |
but that was better than the | |
Empty spaces in the air, | |
fill it up, | |
fill it up, | |
fill it up, | |
oh no, oh no | |
All the million little empty spaces in the air, | |
fill it up, | |
fill it up, | |
fill it up, | |
oh no, oh no... | |
fill it up, fill it up, fill it up... |
zuò qǔ : Woodward | |
Sometimes I wanna take it from a little to a lot | |
and I am spinning in a circle like a dizzy little top | |
and I am calling all the people I' d forgotten about | |
and trying to tell them that I figured it out, | |
but it' s a lie and all the stupid things | |
I say and do and never really stop when | |
I should never have begun, | |
I really oughtta drop it | |
but it' s faster when you don' t even have time to stop and think | |
about the things that you are saying cuz they really never matter | |
but it' s Empty spaces in the air, | |
fill it up, | |
fill it up, | |
fill it up, | |
oh no, oh no | |
All the million little empty spaces in the air, | |
fill it up, | |
fill it up, | |
fill it up, | |
oh no, oh no, oh no | |
But I... | |
never was a fighter and I never was a poet | |
and I never was a writer though you' d never really know it | |
cuz I' m full of all the knowledge that you needed to know | |
and I will share it if you' re ready or not, | |
because I know I heard | |
that Jami was a Wicked fan and Timmy' s dropping out | |
and all the other little things that I was thinking about, | |
like how mosquitoes have malaria and dogs have lice, | |
I could go on for half an hour cuz I hate to leave a million little | |
Empty spaces in the air, | |
fill it up, | |
fill it up, | |
fill it up, | |
oh no, oh no | |
All the million little empty spaces in the air, | |
fill it up, | |
fill it up, | |
fill it up, | |
oh no, oh no, oh no, oh | |
Economy of speech is not a virtue, it' s a sin | |
because I never want to tell you once | |
what I could say again and again and again... | |
I know you wanna tell me what you think of what I' m say, | |
I promise you that I will give you time later to weigh in, | |
to weigh in if you want to | |
But I forgot to tell you, | |
I was heading out to take my puppy for a walk | |
but then the strangest little thing came out and ran across the sidewalk, | |
it might have been a squirrel or a chipmunk or a prairie dog | |
but something ' bout the tail wasn' t right, | |
but that' s another story... | |
everyone just stopped and stared with blank expressions motionless | |
and for a second everything was silent and commotionless... | |
I turned I said to Fluffy, that' s a cute little sciuridae and then it went scampering off, | |
but that was better than the | |
Empty spaces in the air, | |
fill it up, | |
fill it up, | |
fill it up, | |
oh no, oh no | |
All the million little empty spaces in the air, | |
fill it up, | |
fill it up, | |
fill it up, | |
oh no, oh no... | |
fill it up, fill it up, fill it up... |