Darkling Days Lyrics
| Song | Darkling Days |
| Artist | Cowboy Junkies |
| Album | Miles From Our Home |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Clarke, Timmins | |
| The beautiful is not chosen. | |
| The chosen becomes beautiful. | |
| The beautiful is not chosen. | |
| The chosen becomes beautiful. | |
| Please do not forsake me now, | |
| Sparkling gone | |
| With darkling says | |
| I drift at times I know it's true | |
| But I always drift on back to you. | |
| The beautiful is not chosen. | |
| The chosen becomes beautiful. | |
| I have never tired of | |
| Manna falling from above | |
| When conscious thought | |
| Meets careless heart | |
| And two lost souls find one fresh start. | |
| Lie me upon the earth | |
| Feel it's curve beneath our spines, | |
| Soon we'll follow it around, | |
| One lost soul | |
| Finally found. | |
| The beautiful is not chosen. | |
| The chosen becomes beautiful. | |
| These are known as darkling days | |
| Rhyming schemes gone askew | |
| Crackling gifts of light and air, | |
| Exploding words, | |
| Ours to share. | |
| The beautiful is not chosen. | |
| The chosen becomes beautiful. |
| zuo qu : Clarke, Timmins | |
| The beautiful is not chosen. | |
| The chosen becomes beautiful. | |
| The beautiful is not chosen. | |
| The chosen becomes beautiful. | |
| Please do not forsake me now, | |
| Sparkling gone | |
| With darkling says | |
| I drift at times I know it' s true | |
| But I always drift on back to you. | |
| The beautiful is not chosen. | |
| The chosen becomes beautiful. | |
| I have never tired of | |
| Manna falling from above | |
| When conscious thought | |
| Meets careless heart | |
| And two lost souls find one fresh start. | |
| Lie me upon the earth | |
| Feel it' s curve beneath our spines, | |
| Soon we' ll follow it around, | |
| One lost soul | |
| Finally found. | |
| The beautiful is not chosen. | |
| The chosen becomes beautiful. | |
| These are known as darkling days | |
| Rhyming schemes gone askew | |
| Crackling gifts of light and air, | |
| Exploding words, | |
| Ours to share. | |
| The beautiful is not chosen. | |
| The chosen becomes beautiful. |
| zuò qǔ : Clarke, Timmins | |
| The beautiful is not chosen. | |
| The chosen becomes beautiful. | |
| The beautiful is not chosen. | |
| The chosen becomes beautiful. | |
| Please do not forsake me now, | |
| Sparkling gone | |
| With darkling says | |
| I drift at times I know it' s true | |
| But I always drift on back to you. | |
| The beautiful is not chosen. | |
| The chosen becomes beautiful. | |
| I have never tired of | |
| Manna falling from above | |
| When conscious thought | |
| Meets careless heart | |
| And two lost souls find one fresh start. | |
| Lie me upon the earth | |
| Feel it' s curve beneath our spines, | |
| Soon we' ll follow it around, | |
| One lost soul | |
| Finally found. | |
| The beautiful is not chosen. | |
| The chosen becomes beautiful. | |
| These are known as darkling days | |
| Rhyming schemes gone askew | |
| Crackling gifts of light and air, | |
| Exploding words, | |
| Ours to share. | |
| The beautiful is not chosen. | |
| The chosen becomes beautiful. |
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