Song | Days That Are Over |
Artist | Sondre Lerche |
Album | Two Way Monologue |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Lerche | |
One hundred thousand cars have passed this house | |
The celebration starts with laughter | |
Can it be that we're not clean? | |
The days have turned to haze | |
Tell me how we should have lied | |
to keep away this space | |
To keep from snowing in | |
Keep from lingering | |
Keep our worlds apart | |
When it come to letting go | |
Let the quicksand flow | |
When I write it in the sand | |
There is something wrong | |
Days that are over | |
Will not continue to last | |
If you try to construct the past | |
I leave the heat on to leave a trace | |
of all the things the air was filled with | |
All the things I never knew and all the words I know | |
Now they all come out too late for you to realize | |
Satisfy my luck | |
This director's cut | |
doesn't spare an inch | |
I have never seen this place and no surrounding walls | |
As the party turns to dust they all understand | |
Days that are over | |
Will not continue to last | |
If you try to construct the past |
zuo qu : Lerche | |
One hundred thousand cars have passed this house | |
The celebration starts with laughter | |
Can it be that we' re not clean? | |
The days have turned to haze | |
Tell me how we should have lied | |
to keep away this space | |
To keep from snowing in | |
Keep from lingering | |
Keep our worlds apart | |
When it come to letting go | |
Let the quicksand flow | |
When I write it in the sand | |
There is something wrong | |
Days that are over | |
Will not continue to last | |
If you try to construct the past | |
I leave the heat on to leave a trace | |
of all the things the air was filled with | |
All the things I never knew and all the words I know | |
Now they all come out too late for you to realize | |
Satisfy my luck | |
This director' s cut | |
doesn' t spare an inch | |
I have never seen this place and no surrounding walls | |
As the party turns to dust they all understand | |
Days that are over | |
Will not continue to last | |
If you try to construct the past |
zuò qǔ : Lerche | |
One hundred thousand cars have passed this house | |
The celebration starts with laughter | |
Can it be that we' re not clean? | |
The days have turned to haze | |
Tell me how we should have lied | |
to keep away this space | |
To keep from snowing in | |
Keep from lingering | |
Keep our worlds apart | |
When it come to letting go | |
Let the quicksand flow | |
When I write it in the sand | |
There is something wrong | |
Days that are over | |
Will not continue to last | |
If you try to construct the past | |
I leave the heat on to leave a trace | |
of all the things the air was filled with | |
All the things I never knew and all the words I know | |
Now they all come out too late for you to realize | |
Satisfy my luck | |
This director' s cut | |
doesn' t spare an inch | |
I have never seen this place and no surrounding walls | |
As the party turns to dust they all understand | |
Days that are over | |
Will not continue to last | |
If you try to construct the past |