| Song | Goodbye The City |
| Artist | Archie Faulks |
| Album | Longing In London |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Archie Faulks | |
| 作曲 : Archie Faulks | |
| Keep your eyes staight ahead | |
| Don't dare to look around | |
| Your peripheral vision is holding you down | |
| Get distracted to easy, by a twenty pound thrill | |
| So when it comes to what's real to me I'm blurring still | |
| So I'm gonna lock myself away | |
| And come back when I'm whole again | |
| There don't seem no other way, to put down what I'm trying to say | |
| So goodbye the city and society too | |
| Cause all that, that does is make me think of you | |
| And bring me fresh water, to wash myself clean | |
| And wake me up from this miserable dream | |
| On my own in the starlight, I tie orion's belt | |
| Around the wounds and the blisters and it brings me health | |
| Sometimes it's good to feel small, reflect yourself in the wold | |
| Nothing you have will compare to all of the hurt | |
| So I'm gonna drift into the the sky | |
| And look down at the people there | |
| Everybody has a lie, something they will never share | |
| Goodbye the city and society too | |
| Cause all that, that does is make me think of you | |
| And bring me fresh water, to wash myself clean | |
| And wake me up from this miserable dream | |
| Goodbye the city and society too | |
| Cause all that, that does is make me think of you | |
| And bring me fresh water, to wash myself clean | |
| And wake me up from this miserable dream |
| zuo ci : Archie Faulks | |
| zuo qu : Archie Faulks | |
| Keep your eyes staight ahead | |
| Don' t dare to look around | |
| Your peripheral vision is holding you down | |
| Get distracted to easy, by a twenty pound thrill | |
| So when it comes to what' s real to me I' m blurring still | |
| So I' m gonna lock myself away | |
| And come back when I' m whole again | |
| There don' t seem no other way, to put down what I' m trying to say | |
| So goodbye the city and society too | |
| Cause all that, that does is make me think of you | |
| And bring me fresh water, to wash myself clean | |
| And wake me up from this miserable dream | |
| On my own in the starlight, I tie orion' s belt | |
| Around the wounds and the blisters and it brings me health | |
| Sometimes it' s good to feel small, reflect yourself in the wold | |
| Nothing you have will compare to all of the hurt | |
| So I' m gonna drift into the the sky | |
| And look down at the people there | |
| Everybody has a lie, something they will never share | |
| Goodbye the city and society too | |
| Cause all that, that does is make me think of you | |
| And bring me fresh water, to wash myself clean | |
| And wake me up from this miserable dream | |
| Goodbye the city and society too | |
| Cause all that, that does is make me think of you | |
| And bring me fresh water, to wash myself clean | |
| And wake me up from this miserable dream |
| zuò cí : Archie Faulks | |
| zuò qǔ : Archie Faulks | |
| Keep your eyes staight ahead | |
| Don' t dare to look around | |
| Your peripheral vision is holding you down | |
| Get distracted to easy, by a twenty pound thrill | |
| So when it comes to what' s real to me I' m blurring still | |
| So I' m gonna lock myself away | |
| And come back when I' m whole again | |
| There don' t seem no other way, to put down what I' m trying to say | |
| So goodbye the city and society too | |
| Cause all that, that does is make me think of you | |
| And bring me fresh water, to wash myself clean | |
| And wake me up from this miserable dream | |
| On my own in the starlight, I tie orion' s belt | |
| Around the wounds and the blisters and it brings me health | |
| Sometimes it' s good to feel small, reflect yourself in the wold | |
| Nothing you have will compare to all of the hurt | |
| So I' m gonna drift into the the sky | |
| And look down at the people there | |
| Everybody has a lie, something they will never share | |
| Goodbye the city and society too | |
| Cause all that, that does is make me think of you | |
| And bring me fresh water, to wash myself clean | |
| And wake me up from this miserable dream | |
| Goodbye the city and society too | |
| Cause all that, that does is make me think of you | |
| And bring me fresh water, to wash myself clean | |
| And wake me up from this miserable dream |