Song | A Ghost At The Wheel |
Artist | Tourniquet |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Easter, Kirkpatrick | |
You finally noticed | |
Did it dawn on you slowly | |
Or was it a blast of cold air | |
You're adrift on an ocean of silence | |
You've lost track of the last time there was anyone here | |
You sought the silence | |
Scuttled any and all who didn't see things the same | |
Your actions turned quickly to habits | |
You slipped your moorings | |
And soon you were drifting away | |
Swept with the tide | |
Pulled out to sea | |
No course or sense of direction | |
Swept with the tide | |
Pulled out to sea | |
A lost ship adrift | |
With a ghost at the wheel | |
To some you're a memory | |
Others choose to say | |
I do not remember at all | |
Some wait and pray and scan the horizon | |
Hoping that one day they'll see you come home | |
Swept with the tide | |
Pulled out to sea | |
A lost ship adrift | |
With a ghost at the wheel |
zuo ci : Easter, Kirkpatrick | |
You finally noticed | |
Did it dawn on you slowly | |
Or was it a blast of cold air | |
You' re adrift on an ocean of silence | |
You' ve lost track of the last time there was anyone here | |
You sought the silence | |
Scuttled any and all who didn' t see things the same | |
Your actions turned quickly to habits | |
You slipped your moorings | |
And soon you were drifting away | |
Swept with the tide | |
Pulled out to sea | |
No course or sense of direction | |
Swept with the tide | |
Pulled out to sea | |
A lost ship adrift | |
With a ghost at the wheel | |
To some you' re a memory | |
Others choose to say | |
I do not remember at all | |
Some wait and pray and scan the horizon | |
Hoping that one day they' ll see you come home | |
Swept with the tide | |
Pulled out to sea | |
A lost ship adrift | |
With a ghost at the wheel |
zuò cí : Easter, Kirkpatrick | |
You finally noticed | |
Did it dawn on you slowly | |
Or was it a blast of cold air | |
You' re adrift on an ocean of silence | |
You' ve lost track of the last time there was anyone here | |
You sought the silence | |
Scuttled any and all who didn' t see things the same | |
Your actions turned quickly to habits | |
You slipped your moorings | |
And soon you were drifting away | |
Swept with the tide | |
Pulled out to sea | |
No course or sense of direction | |
Swept with the tide | |
Pulled out to sea | |
A lost ship adrift | |
With a ghost at the wheel | |
To some you' re a memory | |
Others choose to say | |
I do not remember at all | |
Some wait and pray and scan the horizon | |
Hoping that one day they' ll see you come home | |
Swept with the tide | |
Pulled out to sea | |
A lost ship adrift | |
With a ghost at the wheel |