Song | Two Way Monologue |
Artist | Sondre Lerche |
Album | Two Way Monologue |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Lerche | |
Mum All the other options that you had in mind starve me ` | |
Cause I'm optionless and turkey-free and blind | |
Pa Won't you listen and | |
I'll let you in on this | |
Blind me! | |
Won't you listen | |
I'll reduce advice to dust | |
Oh no! I shouldn't have to spell my name | |
Ma! If it's worth the made up smiles, the quiet fights | |
Oh mother! | |
It is hard not to look in the mirror's eye | |
I have come to this while you have come along | |
So it's alright if you change your mind the other way around again | |
So start the two way monologues that speak your mind | |
We're talking two way monologues with words that rhyme | |
We can't reclaim the shirts we threw away last twirl | |
Uncurl the note-in-pocket, personal brochures that dust | |
Machine-washed, that's how paper rusts | |
Days you spend wanting some of | |
Michael Landon's grace strike back, now they shape your life as stony as his face | |
Oh no! I shouldn't have to spell his name | |
So start the two way monologues that speak your mind | |
Start the two way monologues with words that rhyme | |
Start the two way monologues that speak your mind | |
We're talking two way monologues | |
We were chasing rabbits on the hill | |
And that prairie-life was great, but never real ` | |
Cause we never saw no rabbits out there, ever, no, not once | |
All we did was put a fire up and watch it burn for months | |
And I miss the sound of stairs and walls and maladjusted doors and too little space for holding all the soldiers and the war |
zuo qu : Lerche | |
Mum All the other options that you had in mind starve me | |
Cause I' m optionless and turkeyfree and blind | |
Pa Won' t you listen and | |
I' ll let you in on this | |
Blind me! | |
Won' t you listen | |
I' ll reduce advice to dust | |
Oh no! I shouldn' t have to spell my name | |
Ma! If it' s worth the made up smiles, the quiet fights | |
Oh mother! | |
It is hard not to look in the mirror' s eye | |
I have come to this while you have come along | |
So it' s alright if you change your mind the other way around again | |
So start the two way monologues that speak your mind | |
We' re talking two way monologues with words that rhyme | |
We can' t reclaim the shirts we threw away last twirl | |
Uncurl the noteinpocket, personal brochures that dust | |
Machinewashed, that' s how paper rusts | |
Days you spend wanting some of | |
Michael Landon' s grace strike back, now they shape your life as stony as his face | |
Oh no! I shouldn' t have to spell his name | |
So start the two way monologues that speak your mind | |
Start the two way monologues with words that rhyme | |
Start the two way monologues that speak your mind | |
We' re talking two way monologues | |
We were chasing rabbits on the hill | |
And that prairielife was great, but never real | |
Cause we never saw no rabbits out there, ever, no, not once | |
All we did was put a fire up and watch it burn for months | |
And I miss the sound of stairs and walls and maladjusted doors and too little space for holding all the soldiers and the war |
zuò qǔ : Lerche | |
Mum All the other options that you had in mind starve me | |
Cause I' m optionless and turkeyfree and blind | |
Pa Won' t you listen and | |
I' ll let you in on this | |
Blind me! | |
Won' t you listen | |
I' ll reduce advice to dust | |
Oh no! I shouldn' t have to spell my name | |
Ma! If it' s worth the made up smiles, the quiet fights | |
Oh mother! | |
It is hard not to look in the mirror' s eye | |
I have come to this while you have come along | |
So it' s alright if you change your mind the other way around again | |
So start the two way monologues that speak your mind | |
We' re talking two way monologues with words that rhyme | |
We can' t reclaim the shirts we threw away last twirl | |
Uncurl the noteinpocket, personal brochures that dust | |
Machinewashed, that' s how paper rusts | |
Days you spend wanting some of | |
Michael Landon' s grace strike back, now they shape your life as stony as his face | |
Oh no! I shouldn' t have to spell his name | |
So start the two way monologues that speak your mind | |
Start the two way monologues with words that rhyme | |
Start the two way monologues that speak your mind | |
We' re talking two way monologues | |
We were chasing rabbits on the hill | |
And that prairielife was great, but never real | |
Cause we never saw no rabbits out there, ever, no, not once | |
All we did was put a fire up and watch it burn for months | |
And I miss the sound of stairs and walls and maladjusted doors and too little space for holding all the soldiers and the war |