Song | The Meaning Of It All |
Artist | Plankeye |
Album | Strange Exchange |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Balmer, Plankeye | |
Don't look too far ahead from where you are | |
These things transend human comprehension | |
I'm you, you're me, through eyes that take no sleeping | |
Starve myself for a piece of you | |
Chorus: With age comes time | |
Leaves to the earth must fall | |
And die before they can find | |
The meaning of it all | |
The meaning of it all | |
It's those things | |
I can't touch | |
That move blood through my veins | |
The mystery in which we breathe | |
Lay down forever and carry all of the marks | |
That we bear until the dust reclaims us | |
Chorus All is fine, all is fine | |
All is fine, it's in my mind | |
And all this time, all this time | |
All this time, to draw these lines | |
To draw these lines | |
You can trouble your own house | |
But in the end you'll inherit the wind (repeat) | |
Chorus |
zuo qu : Balmer, Plankeye | |
Don' t look too far ahead from where you are | |
These things transend human comprehension | |
I' m you, you' re me, through eyes that take no sleeping | |
Starve myself for a piece of you | |
Chorus: With age comes time | |
Leaves to the earth must fall | |
And die before they can find | |
The meaning of it all | |
The meaning of it all | |
It' s those things | |
I can' t touch | |
That move blood through my veins | |
The mystery in which we breathe | |
Lay down forever and carry all of the marks | |
That we bear until the dust reclaims us | |
Chorus All is fine, all is fine | |
All is fine, it' s in my mind | |
And all this time, all this time | |
All this time, to draw these lines | |
To draw these lines | |
You can trouble your own house | |
But in the end you' ll inherit the wind repeat | |
Chorus |
zuò qǔ : Balmer, Plankeye | |
Don' t look too far ahead from where you are | |
These things transend human comprehension | |
I' m you, you' re me, through eyes that take no sleeping | |
Starve myself for a piece of you | |
Chorus: With age comes time | |
Leaves to the earth must fall | |
And die before they can find | |
The meaning of it all | |
The meaning of it all | |
It' s those things | |
I can' t touch | |
That move blood through my veins | |
The mystery in which we breathe | |
Lay down forever and carry all of the marks | |
That we bear until the dust reclaims us | |
Chorus All is fine, all is fine | |
All is fine, it' s in my mind | |
And all this time, all this time | |
All this time, to draw these lines | |
To draw these lines | |
You can trouble your own house | |
But in the end you' ll inherit the wind repeat | |
Chorus |