Song | The Camera Eye |
Artist | Rush |
Album | Moving Pictures |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作曲 : Geddy Lee, Alex Lifeson |
[00:01.00] | 作词 : Neil Peart |
[03:39.55] | Grim faced and forbidding |
[03:41.57] | Their faces closed tight |
[03:43.08] | An angular mass of New Yorkers |
[03:47.85] | Pacing in rhythm |
[03:49.51] | Race the oncoming night |
[03:51.34] | They chase through the streets of Manhattan |
[03:56.24] | Head first humanity |
[03:58.49] | Pause at a light |
[04:00.02] | Then flow through the streets of the city |
[04:44.23] | They seem oblivious |
[04:47.12] | To a soft spring rain |
[04:50.00] | Like an English rain |
[04:54.87] | So light, yet endless |
[04:58.16] | From a leaden sky |
[05:18.41] | The buildings are lost |
[05:19.63] | In their limitless rise |
[05:24.14] | My feet catch the pulse |
[05:25.36] | And the purposeful stride |
[05:40.68] | I feel the sense of possibilities |
[05:46.31] | I feel the wrench of hard realities |
[05:54.52] | The focus is sharp in the city |
[07:28.39] | Wide angle watcher |
[07:30.06] | On life's ancient tales |
[07:32.11] | Steeped in the history of London |
[07:36.51] | Green and grey washes |
[07:38.53] | In a wispy white veil |
[07:40.16] | Mist in the streets of Westminster |
[07:44.92] | Wistful and weathered |
[07:47.04] | The pride still prevails |
[07:48.57] | Alive in the streets of the city |
[08:32.82] | Are they oblivious |
[08:36.42] | To this quality? |
[08:40.73] | A quality |
[08:44.95] | Of light unique to |
[08:48.13] | Every city's streets |
[09:08.66] | Pavements may teem |
[09:09.42] | With intense energy |
[09:13.88] | But the city is calm |
[09:15.45] | In this violent sea |
[10:05.56] | I feel the sense of possibilities |
[10:11.29] | I feel the wrench of hard realities |
[10:19.32] | The focus is sharp in the city |
[00:00.00] | zuo qu : Geddy Lee, Alex Lifeson |
[00:01.00] | zuo ci : Neil Peart |
[03:39.55] | Grim faced and forbidding |
[03:41.57] | Their faces closed tight |
[03:43.08] | An angular mass of New Yorkers |
[03:47.85] | Pacing in rhythm |
[03:49.51] | Race the oncoming night |
[03:51.34] | They chase through the streets of Manhattan |
[03:56.24] | Head first humanity |
[03:58.49] | Pause at a light |
[04:00.02] | Then flow through the streets of the city |
[04:44.23] | They seem oblivious |
[04:47.12] | To a soft spring rain |
[04:50.00] | Like an English rain |
[04:54.87] | So light, yet endless |
[04:58.16] | From a leaden sky |
[05:18.41] | The buildings are lost |
[05:19.63] | In their limitless rise |
[05:24.14] | My feet catch the pulse |
[05:25.36] | And the purposeful stride |
[05:40.68] | I feel the sense of possibilities |
[05:46.31] | I feel the wrench of hard realities |
[05:54.52] | The focus is sharp in the city |
[07:28.39] | Wide angle watcher |
[07:30.06] | On life' s ancient tales |
[07:32.11] | Steeped in the history of London |
[07:36.51] | Green and grey washes |
[07:38.53] | In a wispy white veil |
[07:40.16] | Mist in the streets of Westminster |
[07:44.92] | Wistful and weathered |
[07:47.04] | The pride still prevails |
[07:48.57] | Alive in the streets of the city |
[08:32.82] | Are they oblivious |
[08:36.42] | To this quality? |
[08:40.73] | A quality |
[08:44.95] | Of light unique to |
[08:48.13] | Every city' s streets |
[09:08.66] | Pavements may teem |
[09:09.42] | With intense energy |
[09:13.88] | But the city is calm |
[09:15.45] | In this violent sea |
[10:05.56] | I feel the sense of possibilities |
[10:11.29] | I feel the wrench of hard realities |
[10:19.32] | The focus is sharp in the city |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Geddy Lee, Alex Lifeson |
[00:01.00] | zuò cí : Neil Peart |
[03:39.55] | Grim faced and forbidding |
[03:41.57] | Their faces closed tight |
[03:43.08] | An angular mass of New Yorkers |
[03:47.85] | Pacing in rhythm |
[03:49.51] | Race the oncoming night |
[03:51.34] | They chase through the streets of Manhattan |
[03:56.24] | Head first humanity |
[03:58.49] | Pause at a light |
[04:00.02] | Then flow through the streets of the city |
[04:44.23] | They seem oblivious |
[04:47.12] | To a soft spring rain |
[04:50.00] | Like an English rain |
[04:54.87] | So light, yet endless |
[04:58.16] | From a leaden sky |
[05:18.41] | The buildings are lost |
[05:19.63] | In their limitless rise |
[05:24.14] | My feet catch the pulse |
[05:25.36] | And the purposeful stride |
[05:40.68] | I feel the sense of possibilities |
[05:46.31] | I feel the wrench of hard realities |
[05:54.52] | The focus is sharp in the city |
[07:28.39] | Wide angle watcher |
[07:30.06] | On life' s ancient tales |
[07:32.11] | Steeped in the history of London |
[07:36.51] | Green and grey washes |
[07:38.53] | In a wispy white veil |
[07:40.16] | Mist in the streets of Westminster |
[07:44.92] | Wistful and weathered |
[07:47.04] | The pride still prevails |
[07:48.57] | Alive in the streets of the city |
[08:32.82] | Are they oblivious |
[08:36.42] | To this quality? |
[08:40.73] | A quality |
[08:44.95] | Of light unique to |
[08:48.13] | Every city' s streets |
[09:08.66] | Pavements may teem |
[09:09.42] | With intense energy |
[09:13.88] | But the city is calm |
[09:15.45] | In this violent sea |
[10:05.56] | I feel the sense of possibilities |
[10:11.29] | I feel the wrench of hard realities |
[10:19.32] | The focus is sharp in the city |