Straight Lines Lyrics

	作曲 : Suzanne Vega
	作词 : Vega
	There's a sound
	Across the alley
	Of cold metal
	Touching skin
	And you can see
	If you look in her window
	That she has gone and cut
	Her hair again
	In straight lines
	Straight lines
	Those soft golden lights in the morning
	Are now on her wooden floor
	The wind has swept them through the apartment
	She don't need them
	Any more
	Any more
	Any more...
	She's cut down
	On her lovers
	Though she still dreams
	Of them at night
	She's growing straight lines
	Where once were flowers
	She is streamlined
	She is taking the shade down
	From the light
	To see the straight lines
	Straight lines
	She wants to cut through the circles
	That she has lived in before
	She wants to finally kill the delusions
	She won't need them
	Any more
	Any more
	Any more...
	But there's a sound
	Across the alley
	Of cold metal
	Too close to the bone
	And you can see
	If you look in her window
	The face of a woman
	Finally alone
	Behind straight lines
	Straight lines

	zuo qu : Suzanne Vega
	zuo ci : Vega
	There' s a sound
	Across the alley
	Of cold metal
	Touching skin
	And you can see
	If you look in her window
	That she has gone and cut
	Her hair again
	In straight lines
	Straight lines
	Those soft golden lights in the morning
	Are now on her wooden floor
	The wind has swept them through the apartment
	She don' t need them
	Any more
	Any more
	Any more...
	She' s cut down
	On her lovers
	Though she still dreams
	Of them at night
	She' s growing straight lines
	Where once were flowers
	She is streamlined
	She is taking the shade down
	From the light
	To see the straight lines
	Straight lines
	She wants to cut through the circles
	That she has lived in before
	She wants to finally kill the delusions
	She won' t need them
	Any more
	Any more
	Any more...
	But there' s a sound
	Across the alley
	Of cold metal
	Too close to the bone
	And you can see
	If you look in her window
	The face of a woman
	Finally alone
	Behind straight lines
	Straight lines

	zuò qǔ : Suzanne Vega
	zuò cí : Vega
	There' s a sound
	Across the alley
	Of cold metal
	Touching skin
	And you can see
	If you look in her window
	That she has gone and cut
	Her hair again
	In straight lines
	Straight lines
	Those soft golden lights in the morning
	Are now on her wooden floor
	The wind has swept them through the apartment
	She don' t need them
	Any more
	Any more
	Any more...
	She' s cut down
	On her lovers
	Though she still dreams
	Of them at night
	She' s growing straight lines
	Where once were flowers
	She is streamlined
	She is taking the shade down
	From the light
	To see the straight lines
	Straight lines
	She wants to cut through the circles
	That she has lived in before
	She wants to finally kill the delusions
	She won' t need them
	Any more
	Any more
	Any more...
	But there' s a sound
	Across the alley
	Of cold metal
	Too close to the bone
	And you can see
	If you look in her window
	The face of a woman
	Finally alone
	Behind straight lines
	Straight lines

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