Song | It Is Obvious |
Artist | Syd Barrett |
Album | Barrett |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[ti:It Is Obvious] | |
[ar:Syd Barrett] | |
[al:Barrett] | |
[offset:0] | |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Barrett |
[00:03.83] | It is obvious |
[00:06.01] | May I say oh baby that it is found on another plane |
[00:12.57] | |
[00:13.19] | Yes I can creep into cupboards sleep in the hall |
[00:18.10] | |
[00:23.02] | Your stars - my stars a simple cock bar |
[00:27.39] | Only an impulse - pie in the sky |
[00:31.70] | Mumble listen dolly |
[00:33.20] | Drift over your mind - holly |
[00:35.94] | Creep into bed when your head's on the ground |
[00:40.56] | She held the torch on the porch |
[00:43.12] | She winked an eye |
[00:45.36] | |
[00:52.73] | Reason it is written on the brambles |
[00:55.85] | Stranded on the spikes - my blood red oh listen: |
[01:00.40] | |
[01:02.09] | Remember those times I could call |
[01:04.58] | Through the clear day |
[01:06.33] | Time - be there |
[01:09.17] | |
[01:10.78] | Braver and braver a handkerchief waver |
[01:14.85] | The louder you lips to a loud hailer |
[01:19.58] | Growing together they ('re) growing each either |
[01:23.40] | No wondering stumbling fumbling |
[01:25.59] | |
[01:27.49] | Rumbling minds shot together |
[01:29.86] | Our minds shot together |
[01:32.23] | |
[01:48.89] | So equally over a valley a hill |
[01:52.63] | Wood on quarry stood each of us crying |
[01:57.74] | A velvet curtain of gray |
[02:00.30] | Mark the blanket where the sparrows play |
[02:03.98] | |
[02:04.92] | And the trees by the waving corn stranded |
[02:09.10] | My legs move the last empty inches to you |
[02:13.53] | The softness the warmth from the weather in suspense |
[02:17.72] | Mote to a grog - the star a white chalk |
[02:22.28] | Minds shot together our minds shot together |
ti: It Is Obvious | |
ar: Syd Barrett | |
al: Barrett | |
offset: 0 | |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Barrett |
[00:03.83] | It is obvious |
[00:06.01] | May I say oh baby that it is found on another plane |
[00:12.57] | |
[00:13.19] | Yes I can creep into cupboards sleep in the hall |
[00:18.10] | |
[00:23.02] | Your stars my stars a simple cock bar |
[00:27.39] | Only an impulse pie in the sky |
[00:31.70] | Mumble listen dolly |
[00:33.20] | Drift over your mind holly |
[00:35.94] | Creep into bed when your head s on the ground |
[00:40.56] | She held the torch on the porch |
[00:43.12] | She winked an eye |
[00:45.36] | |
[00:52.73] | Reason it is written on the brambles |
[00:55.85] | Stranded on the spikes my blood red oh listen: |
[01:00.40] | |
[01:02.09] | Remember those times I could call |
[01:04.58] | Through the clear day |
[01:06.33] | Time be there |
[01:09.17] | |
[01:10.78] | Braver and braver a handkerchief waver |
[01:14.85] | The louder you lips to a loud hailer |
[01:19.58] | Growing together they re growing each either |
[01:23.40] | No wondering stumbling fumbling |
[01:25.59] | |
[01:27.49] | Rumbling minds shot together |
[01:29.86] | Our minds shot together |
[01:32.23] | |
[01:48.89] | So equally over a valley a hill |
[01:52.63] | Wood on quarry stood each of us crying |
[01:57.74] | A velvet curtain of gray |
[02:00.30] | Mark the blanket where the sparrows play |
[02:03.98] | |
[02:04.92] | And the trees by the waving corn stranded |
[02:09.10] | My legs move the last empty inches to you |
[02:13.53] | The softness the warmth from the weather in suspense |
[02:17.72] | Mote to a grog the star a white chalk |
[02:22.28] | Minds shot together our minds shot together |
ti: It Is Obvious | |
ar: Syd Barrett | |
al: Barrett | |
offset: 0 | |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Barrett |
[00:03.83] | It is obvious |
[00:06.01] | May I say oh baby that it is found on another plane |
[00:12.57] | |
[00:13.19] | Yes I can creep into cupboards sleep in the hall |
[00:18.10] | |
[00:23.02] | Your stars my stars a simple cock bar |
[00:27.39] | Only an impulse pie in the sky |
[00:31.70] | Mumble listen dolly |
[00:33.20] | Drift over your mind holly |
[00:35.94] | Creep into bed when your head s on the ground |
[00:40.56] | She held the torch on the porch |
[00:43.12] | She winked an eye |
[00:45.36] | |
[00:52.73] | Reason it is written on the brambles |
[00:55.85] | Stranded on the spikes my blood red oh listen: |
[01:00.40] | |
[01:02.09] | Remember those times I could call |
[01:04.58] | Through the clear day |
[01:06.33] | Time be there |
[01:09.17] | |
[01:10.78] | Braver and braver a handkerchief waver |
[01:14.85] | The louder you lips to a loud hailer |
[01:19.58] | Growing together they re growing each either |
[01:23.40] | No wondering stumbling fumbling |
[01:25.59] | |
[01:27.49] | Rumbling minds shot together |
[01:29.86] | Our minds shot together |
[01:32.23] | |
[01:48.89] | So equally over a valley a hill |
[01:52.63] | Wood on quarry stood each of us crying |
[01:57.74] | A velvet curtain of gray |
[02:00.30] | Mark the blanket where the sparrows play |
[02:03.98] | |
[02:04.92] | And the trees by the waving corn stranded |
[02:09.10] | My legs move the last empty inches to you |
[02:13.53] | The softness the warmth from the weather in suspense |
[02:17.72] | Mote to a grog the star a white chalk |
[02:22.28] | Minds shot together our minds shot together |