Song | A Forest Of Pronouns |
Artist | Peter Hammill |
Album | X my Heart |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Hammill | |
Yes, questions | |
coming up on the autocue | |
and I'm open to suggestion | |
but can I say the same for you? | |
So lost in the forest of pronouns | |
that I can't see the wood for the trees... | |
Got to face up to the showdown | |
between you, me and him, which is we? | |
Strange language fills my head: | |
(It isn't written, you can take it as read if you dare to believe it | |
the buts stop where the arrow's sped, | |
this is the main chance, take it or leave it.) | |
It isn't written but still I take it as read. | |
I heard the grass growing under my feet – | |
oh, princess, what might have been? | |
Once your kisses were so bittersweet | |
that I got caught in the in-between. | |
Strange voices came and went | |
(It isn't certain, but it's 90%, yeah, you'd better believe it. | |
The buck stops when the arrow's spent, this is the get-out, | |
take it or leave it.) | |
If I'm uncertain still I leave it unsaid. | |
I can't take it, can't leave it. | |
Yes, questions – though responses remain unsure; | |
still I stay open for suggestions – for this there's no simple cure. | |
And I got lost in the forest of pronouns | |
so I can't see the wood for the trees. | |
Strange language floods my head... | |
(It isn't certain, but it's 90%, yeah, you'd better believe it. | |
The butts stop where the arrow's sped, this is the get-out, | |
take it or leave it.) | |
It isn't written... do I take it as read? | |
I can't take it, can't leave it. |
zuo ci : Hammill | |
Yes, questions | |
coming up on the autocue | |
and I' m open to suggestion | |
but can I say the same for you? | |
So lost in the forest of pronouns | |
that I can' t see the wood for the trees... | |
Got to face up to the showdown | |
between you, me and him, which is we? | |
Strange language fills my head: | |
It isn' t written, you can take it as read if you dare to believe it | |
the buts stop where the arrow' s sped, | |
this is the main chance, take it or leave it. | |
It isn' t written but still I take it as read. | |
I heard the grass growing under my feet | |
oh, princess, what might have been? | |
Once your kisses were so bittersweet | |
that I got caught in the inbetween. | |
Strange voices came and went | |
It isn' t certain, but it' s 90, yeah, you' d better believe it. | |
The buck stops when the arrow' s spent, this is the getout, | |
take it or leave it. | |
If I' m uncertain still I leave it unsaid. | |
I can' t take it, can' t leave it. | |
Yes, questions though responses remain unsure | |
still I stay open for suggestions for this there' s no simple cure. | |
And I got lost in the forest of pronouns | |
so I can' t see the wood for the trees. | |
Strange language floods my head... | |
It isn' t certain, but it' s 90, yeah, you' d better believe it. | |
The butts stop where the arrow' s sped, this is the getout, | |
take it or leave it. | |
It isn' t written... do I take it as read? | |
I can' t take it, can' t leave it. |
zuò cí : Hammill | |
Yes, questions | |
coming up on the autocue | |
and I' m open to suggestion | |
but can I say the same for you? | |
So lost in the forest of pronouns | |
that I can' t see the wood for the trees... | |
Got to face up to the showdown | |
between you, me and him, which is we? | |
Strange language fills my head: | |
It isn' t written, you can take it as read if you dare to believe it | |
the buts stop where the arrow' s sped, | |
this is the main chance, take it or leave it. | |
It isn' t written but still I take it as read. | |
I heard the grass growing under my feet | |
oh, princess, what might have been? | |
Once your kisses were so bittersweet | |
that I got caught in the inbetween. | |
Strange voices came and went | |
It isn' t certain, but it' s 90, yeah, you' d better believe it. | |
The buck stops when the arrow' s spent, this is the getout, | |
take it or leave it. | |
If I' m uncertain still I leave it unsaid. | |
I can' t take it, can' t leave it. | |
Yes, questions though responses remain unsure | |
still I stay open for suggestions for this there' s no simple cure. | |
And I got lost in the forest of pronouns | |
so I can' t see the wood for the trees. | |
Strange language floods my head... | |
It isn' t certain, but it' s 90, yeah, you' d better believe it. | |
The butts stop where the arrow' s sped, this is the getout, | |
take it or leave it. | |
It isn' t written... do I take it as read? | |
I can' t take it, can' t leave it. |