Song | Dimming The Light |
Artist | To Speak of Wolves |
Album | Myself < Letting Go |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : To Speak of Wolves | |
Come in a little close dear, listen to this tale | |
About your brother next to you | |
Why it is he failed | |
I got a secret, I can't keep it inside | |
So there's this secret | |
I'm glad it isn't mine | |
It's killing me to keep it in | |
This burden isn't fair | |
Listen to this story, mask it with a prayer | |
Brother why is it you find? | |
Is it your quest to tell? | |
The troubles that haunt our closest kin | |
Is time ours to sell? | |
We tear apart the inside | |
Working towards dividing our intentions | |
Locking all our doors | |
Whisper in my ear | |
Voice your silence | |
Who are we to judge? | |
I see a painted portrait in the hallway | |
All alone | |
The light brightens its texture | |
I see the artist's every stroke | |
I close the curtains to dim the light, so the beauty fades away |
zuo qu : To Speak of Wolves | |
Come in a little close dear, listen to this tale | |
About your brother next to you | |
Why it is he failed | |
I got a secret, I can' t keep it inside | |
So there' s this secret | |
I' m glad it isn' t mine | |
It' s killing me to keep it in | |
This burden isn' t fair | |
Listen to this story, mask it with a prayer | |
Brother why is it you find? | |
Is it your quest to tell? | |
The troubles that haunt our closest kin | |
Is time ours to sell? | |
We tear apart the inside | |
Working towards dividing our intentions | |
Locking all our doors | |
Whisper in my ear | |
Voice your silence | |
Who are we to judge? | |
I see a painted portrait in the hallway | |
All alone | |
The light brightens its texture | |
I see the artist' s every stroke | |
I close the curtains to dim the light, so the beauty fades away |
zuò qǔ : To Speak of Wolves | |
Come in a little close dear, listen to this tale | |
About your brother next to you | |
Why it is he failed | |
I got a secret, I can' t keep it inside | |
So there' s this secret | |
I' m glad it isn' t mine | |
It' s killing me to keep it in | |
This burden isn' t fair | |
Listen to this story, mask it with a prayer | |
Brother why is it you find? | |
Is it your quest to tell? | |
The troubles that haunt our closest kin | |
Is time ours to sell? | |
We tear apart the inside | |
Working towards dividing our intentions | |
Locking all our doors | |
Whisper in my ear | |
Voice your silence | |
Who are we to judge? | |
I see a painted portrait in the hallway | |
All alone | |
The light brightens its texture | |
I see the artist' s every stroke | |
I close the curtains to dim the light, so the beauty fades away |