| Song | We Could Go And Start Again |
| Artist | Shawn Mullins |
| Album | 9Th Ward Pickin' Parlor |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Mullins | |
| It's a feelin' you ain't had since your school days | |
| One that blows off dusty memories | |
| And the one voice of the faded and forgotten | |
| Is screamin' like an eagle through the trees | |
| It sings to you a song that you remember | |
| It whispers like the softly fallen snow | |
| On a Pennsylvania farm in late December | |
| Is there somewhere like that left where we could go? | |
| We could go and start again | |
| We could go and start again | |
| Shine some light on the shadows of our sins | |
| We could go and start again | |
| When the devil tries to drag you through the darkness | |
| And the self-hate rakes you through the burning coals | |
| Take my hand and we will stand together | |
| We'll ride another cycle of our souls. | |
| Of our souls, on our way | |
| Of our souls, on our way | |
| Trade tomorrow for another yesterday | |
| Of our souls, on our way | |
| The day that peace will come won't be mistaken | |
| It'll sing a song that everyone will know | |
| And the holy train that leaves this worldly station | |
| Will take us anywhere we wanna go | |
| We could go and start again | |
| We could go and start again | |
| Shine some light on the shadows of our sins | |
| We could go and start again |
| zuo ci : Mullins | |
| It' s a feelin' you ain' t had since your school days | |
| One that blows off dusty memories | |
| And the one voice of the faded and forgotten | |
| Is screamin' like an eagle through the trees | |
| It sings to you a song that you remember | |
| It whispers like the softly fallen snow | |
| On a Pennsylvania farm in late December | |
| Is there somewhere like that left where we could go? | |
| We could go and start again | |
| We could go and start again | |
| Shine some light on the shadows of our sins | |
| We could go and start again | |
| When the devil tries to drag you through the darkness | |
| And the selfhate rakes you through the burning coals | |
| Take my hand and we will stand together | |
| We' ll ride another cycle of our souls. | |
| Of our souls, on our way | |
| Of our souls, on our way | |
| Trade tomorrow for another yesterday | |
| Of our souls, on our way | |
| The day that peace will come won' t be mistaken | |
| It' ll sing a song that everyone will know | |
| And the holy train that leaves this worldly station | |
| Will take us anywhere we wanna go | |
| We could go and start again | |
| We could go and start again | |
| Shine some light on the shadows of our sins | |
| We could go and start again |
| zuò cí : Mullins | |
| It' s a feelin' you ain' t had since your school days | |
| One that blows off dusty memories | |
| And the one voice of the faded and forgotten | |
| Is screamin' like an eagle through the trees | |
| It sings to you a song that you remember | |
| It whispers like the softly fallen snow | |
| On a Pennsylvania farm in late December | |
| Is there somewhere like that left where we could go? | |
| We could go and start again | |
| We could go and start again | |
| Shine some light on the shadows of our sins | |
| We could go and start again | |
| When the devil tries to drag you through the darkness | |
| And the selfhate rakes you through the burning coals | |
| Take my hand and we will stand together | |
| We' ll ride another cycle of our souls. | |
| Of our souls, on our way | |
| Of our souls, on our way | |
| Trade tomorrow for another yesterday | |
| Of our souls, on our way | |
| The day that peace will come won' t be mistaken | |
| It' ll sing a song that everyone will know | |
| And the holy train that leaves this worldly station | |
| Will take us anywhere we wanna go | |
| We could go and start again | |
| We could go and start again | |
| Shine some light on the shadows of our sins | |
| We could go and start again |