Song | Torches Together |
Artist | mewithoutYou |
Album | Catch For Us The Foxes |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Mewithoutyou | |
Why burn poor and lonely? | |
Under a bowl or under a lampshade | |
Or on the shelf beside the bed | |
Where at night you lay turning like a door on it's hinges | |
(First on your left side, then on your right side, then your left side again) | |
Why burn poor and lonely? | |
Tell all the stones, we're gonna make a building | |
We'll cut into shape and set into place | |
Or if you'd rather be a window, | |
I'll gladly be the frame | |
Reflecting any kind of words | |
We'll let in all the blame | |
(And ruin our reputation all the same) | |
So never mind our plan making | |
We'll start living | |
Anyway, aren't you unbearably sad? | |
Then why burn so poor and lonely? | |
We'll be like torches - We'll be torches together! | |
With whatever respect our tattered dignity demands | |
Torches together, hand in hand | |
Why pluck one string? | |
What good is just one note? | |
Oh, one string sounds fine I guess.... | |
We we're once 'One Notes' | |
We were lonely wheat quietly ground into grain | |
(What light and momentary pain!) | |
So why this safe distance, this curious look? | |
Why tear out single pages when you can throw away the book? | |
Why pluck one string when you can strum the guitar? | |
Strum the guitar! | |
With no beginning, with no end | |
Take down a guitar and strum the guitar if you're afraid, | |
And I'm afraid and everyone's afraid | |
And everyone knows it but we don't have to be afraid anymore | |
You played the flute but no one was dancing | |
You sang a sad song and none of us cried |
zuo qu : Mewithoutyou | |
Why burn poor and lonely? | |
Under a bowl or under a lampshade | |
Or on the shelf beside the bed | |
Where at night you lay turning like a door on it' s hinges | |
First on your left side, then on your right side, then your left side again | |
Why burn poor and lonely? | |
Tell all the stones, we' re gonna make a building | |
We' ll cut into shape and set into place | |
Or if you' d rather be a window, | |
I' ll gladly be the frame | |
Reflecting any kind of words | |
We' ll let in all the blame | |
And ruin our reputation all the same | |
So never mind our plan making | |
We' ll start living | |
Anyway, aren' t you unbearably sad? | |
Then why burn so poor and lonely? | |
We' ll be like torches We' ll be torches together! | |
With whatever respect our tattered dignity demands | |
Torches together, hand in hand | |
Why pluck one string? | |
What good is just one note? | |
Oh, one string sounds fine I guess.... | |
We we' re once ' One Notes' | |
We were lonely wheat quietly ground into grain | |
What light and momentary pain! | |
So why this safe distance, this curious look? | |
Why tear out single pages when you can throw away the book? | |
Why pluck one string when you can strum the guitar? | |
Strum the guitar! | |
With no beginning, with no end | |
Take down a guitar and strum the guitar if you' re afraid, | |
And I' m afraid and everyone' s afraid | |
And everyone knows it but we don' t have to be afraid anymore | |
You played the flute but no one was dancing | |
You sang a sad song and none of us cried |
zuò qǔ : Mewithoutyou | |
Why burn poor and lonely? | |
Under a bowl or under a lampshade | |
Or on the shelf beside the bed | |
Where at night you lay turning like a door on it' s hinges | |
First on your left side, then on your right side, then your left side again | |
Why burn poor and lonely? | |
Tell all the stones, we' re gonna make a building | |
We' ll cut into shape and set into place | |
Or if you' d rather be a window, | |
I' ll gladly be the frame | |
Reflecting any kind of words | |
We' ll let in all the blame | |
And ruin our reputation all the same | |
So never mind our plan making | |
We' ll start living | |
Anyway, aren' t you unbearably sad? | |
Then why burn so poor and lonely? | |
We' ll be like torches We' ll be torches together! | |
With whatever respect our tattered dignity demands | |
Torches together, hand in hand | |
Why pluck one string? | |
What good is just one note? | |
Oh, one string sounds fine I guess.... | |
We we' re once ' One Notes' | |
We were lonely wheat quietly ground into grain | |
What light and momentary pain! | |
So why this safe distance, this curious look? | |
Why tear out single pages when you can throw away the book? | |
Why pluck one string when you can strum the guitar? | |
Strum the guitar! | |
With no beginning, with no end | |
Take down a guitar and strum the guitar if you' re afraid, | |
And I' m afraid and everyone' s afraid | |
And everyone knows it but we don' t have to be afraid anymore | |
You played the flute but no one was dancing | |
You sang a sad song and none of us cried |