Ether Sings Lyrics
| Song | Ether Sings |
| Artist | Laura Veirs |
| Album | Carbon Glacier |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Veirs | |
| My wooden vibrating mouth | |
| Sing me your lover’s song | |
| Come with me we’ll head up north | |
| Where the rivers run icy and strong | |
| The empty theater is lying cold | |
| In the shadows of the past | |
| A church group enters to touch the molding | |
| With a burst of song and a simple repast | |
| Guitars can’t help but sing | |
| Can’t help but ring | |
| A tiny little flute is whistling in the lips | |
| Of a stranger on the corner | |
| A tiny little girl ties flowers to her wrists | |
| And the bees come round to adorn her | |
| All the time spent dreaming is never lost | |
| Dreams come back through the bells of trumpeting horns | |
| Souls lost into the ether of death | |
| Come back wise in the eyes and the arms of newborns | |
| Hearts can’t help but sing | |
| Can’t help but ring |
| zuo ci : Veirs | |
| My wooden vibrating mouth | |
| Sing me your lover' s song | |
| Come with me we' ll head up north | |
| Where the rivers run icy and strong | |
| The empty theater is lying cold | |
| In the shadows of the past | |
| A church group enters to touch the molding | |
| With a burst of song and a simple repast | |
| Guitars can' t help but sing | |
| Can' t help but ring | |
| A tiny little flute is whistling in the lips | |
| Of a stranger on the corner | |
| A tiny little girl ties flowers to her wrists | |
| And the bees come round to adorn her | |
| All the time spent dreaming is never lost | |
| Dreams come back through the bells of trumpeting horns | |
| Souls lost into the ether of death | |
| Come back wise in the eyes and the arms of newborns | |
| Hearts can' t help but sing | |
| Can' t help but ring |
| zuò cí : Veirs | |
| My wooden vibrating mouth | |
| Sing me your lover' s song | |
| Come with me we' ll head up north | |
| Where the rivers run icy and strong | |
| The empty theater is lying cold | |
| In the shadows of the past | |
| A church group enters to touch the molding | |
| With a burst of song and a simple repast | |
| Guitars can' t help but sing | |
| Can' t help but ring | |
| A tiny little flute is whistling in the lips | |
| Of a stranger on the corner | |
| A tiny little girl ties flowers to her wrists | |
| And the bees come round to adorn her | |
| All the time spent dreaming is never lost | |
| Dreams come back through the bells of trumpeting horns | |
| Souls lost into the ether of death | |
| Come back wise in the eyes and the arms of newborns | |
| Hearts can' t help but sing | |
| Can' t help but ring |
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