| Song | King Park |
| Artist | La Dispute |
| Album | Summer Sampler 2013 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作词 : Jordan Dreyer/Brad Vander Lugt/Adam Vass/Kevin Whittemore/Chad Sterenberg |
| [00:01.000] | 作曲 : Kevin Whittemore/Jordan Dreyer/Adam Vass/Chad Sterenberg/Brad Vander Lugt |
| [00:12.545] | Another shooting on the southeast side |
| [00:15.134] | This a drive-by, mid-day |
| [00:17.178] | Outside of the bus stop, by Fuller and Franklin |
| [00:20.417] | Or near there, not far from the park |
| [00:22.712] | About a block from where the other shooting was last month |
| [00:26.027] | (Or was it last week?) |
| [00:27.983] | Shots were fired from an SUV heading northbound, Eastown |
| [00:32.464] | The target a rival, but they didn't hit the target this time |
| [00:37.128] | They hit a kid we think had nothing to do with it |
| [00:40.109] | And I travel backwards through time and space and |
| [00:45.194] | I disintegrate, become invisible |
| [00:48.526] | I wanna see it where I couldn't when it happened |
| [00:55.220] | I wanna see it all first hand this time |
| [01:01.806] | I want to know what it felt like |
| [01:05.262] | So I float behind police lines |
| [01:08.568] | Reconstruct the scene in fragments of memories |
| [01:11.727] | I wanna know what his mother looked like up close |
| [01:15.033] | I wanna see her leaning over his body |
| [01:18.501] | So I float there, transcend time |
| [01:21.651] | I wanna capture it accurately |
| [01:24.956] | I wanna know what the color of the blood was |
| [01:28.324] | Spilling out from the tarp onto the concrete |
| [01:31.137] | I wanna write it all down so I can always remember |
| [01:34.891] | If you could see it up close how could you ever forget? |
| [01:38.402] | How senseless death, how precious life |
| [01:41.761] | I wanna be there when the bullet hit |
| [01:44.876] | |
| [01:55.678] | And the crowd poured out as the shots drowned into siren sounds |
| [01:59.943] | Out of their houses now and over front yards |
| [02:03.007] | All the way up to the place where the police tape ran to mark the crime scene |
| [02:07.076] | Everybody trying to catch a glimpse of what was happening |
| [02:10.225] | Of what was going on between the ambulance and all the cop cars |
| [02:14.581] | Everybody gossiping, "Whose kid got hit? Where'd it hit him? And who could've fired it?" |
| [02:20.584] | Everybody wondering, "How did it happen again? And is he dead? These children, our kids" |
| [02:26.602] | Everybody wondering how far they were from where the victims live |
| [02:31.318] | And I visit them, their houses |
| [02:34.587] | Inside my dream, I visit them |
| [02:37.576] | My spirit soaring high and high up over King Park |
| [02:42.548] | Leaves the crime scene, travels further back |
| [02:45.876] | 'Til far before the shooting |
| [02:48.509] | Through their windows |
| [02:50.015] | To their living rooms |
| [02:51.861] | I see them younger this time, playing games and doing homework |
| [02:57.420] | All these marks of youth |
| [02:59.905] | Soon transformed coldly into stone |
| [03:02.863] | For fights and stupid feuds |
| [03:05.804] | For ruins wrapped in gold |
| [03:08.025] | And cruelly I recall why I have come to find a reason |
| [03:13.566] | But there cannot be a reason, not for death |
| [03:17.993] | Not like this, not like this |
| [03:25.970] | |
| [04:02.340] | Three days later, they made funeral plans, the family |
| [04:11.297] | Three days later, a mother had to bury her son |
| [04:38.116] | Not far away the shooter holed up in a hotel |
| [04:42.146] | Near to the highway with a friend and the gun |
| [04:47.030] | That same gun |
| [04:55.457] | He'd fled immediately, but was identified by witnesses |
| [05:00.307] | His picture on TV, only 20 years old |
| [05:04.114] | They called him "Grandpa" |
| [05:06.499] | He was older than the others by a year |
| [05:10.921] | Maybe two, and |
| [05:13.117] | He was safe for awhile until somebody saw him there |
| [05:20.659] | And notified the authorities |
| [05:22.781] | Who surrounded the hotel |
| [05:24.801] | First arresting an accomplice while attempting to flee |
| [05:28.362] | Then chasing him up the staircase to the floor where he'd stayed |
| [05:32.234] | He closed the door hard behind him |
| [05:34.457] | Locked himself in the room |
| [05:36.177] | They could've kicked in the door |
| [05:38.214] | But knew the gun was still with him |
| [05:40.444] | One he'd already used and so they feared what he'd do |
| [05:44.148] | I floated up through the window of a room to the West |
| [05:48.125] | I hovered out to the hallway, tried to listen in |
| [05:52.093] | I heard them trying to reason, get him to open the door |
| [05:55.925] | His uncle begging and pleading, half-collapsed to the floor |
| [05:59.891] | He preached of hope and forgiveness |
| [06:01.914] | Said, "There is always a chance to rectify what you've taken |
| [06:06.066] | Make your peace in the world" |
| [06:07.800] | I thought to slip through the door, I could've entered the room |
| [06:11.761] | I felt the burden of murder, it shook the earth to the core |
| [06:15.719] | Felt like the world was collapsing |
| [06:17.945] | Then we heard him speak |
| [06:19.906] | "Can I still get into Heaven if I kill myself? |
| [06:23.731] | Can I still get into Heaven if I kill myself? |
| [06:27.598] | Can I ever be forgiven 'cause I killed that kid? |
| [06:31.198] | It was an accident, I swear it wasn't meant for him |
| [06:35.113] | And if I turn it on me |
| [06:37.202] | If I even it out |
| [06:39.219] | Can I still get in or will they send me to Hell? |
| [06:43.050] | Can I still get into Heaven if I kill myself?" |
| [06:46.650] | I left the hotel behind |
| [06:48.589] | Don't wanna know how it ends |
| [00:00.000] | zuo ci : Jordan Dreyer Brad Vander Lugt Adam Vass Kevin Whittemore Chad Sterenberg |
| [00:01.000] | zuo qu : Kevin Whittemore Jordan Dreyer Adam Vass Chad Sterenberg Brad Vander Lugt |
| [00:12.545] | Another shooting on the southeast side |
| [00:15.134] | This a driveby, midday |
| [00:17.178] | Outside of the bus stop, by Fuller and Franklin |
| [00:20.417] | Or near there, not far from the park |
| [00:22.712] | About a block from where the other shooting was last month |
| [00:26.027] | Or was it last week? |
| [00:27.983] | Shots were fired from an SUV heading northbound, Eastown |
| [00:32.464] | The target a rival, but they didn' t hit the target this time |
| [00:37.128] | They hit a kid we think had nothing to do with it |
| [00:40.109] | And I travel backwards through time and space and |
| [00:45.194] | I disintegrate, become invisible |
| [00:48.526] | I wanna see it where I couldn' t when it happened |
| [00:55.220] | I wanna see it all first hand this time |
| [01:01.806] | I want to know what it felt like |
| [01:05.262] | So I float behind police lines |
| [01:08.568] | Reconstruct the scene in fragments of memories |
| [01:11.727] | I wanna know what his mother looked like up close |
| [01:15.033] | I wanna see her leaning over his body |
| [01:18.501] | So I float there, transcend time |
| [01:21.651] | I wanna capture it accurately |
| [01:24.956] | I wanna know what the color of the blood was |
| [01:28.324] | Spilling out from the tarp onto the concrete |
| [01:31.137] | I wanna write it all down so I can always remember |
| [01:34.891] | If you could see it up close how could you ever forget? |
| [01:38.402] | How senseless death, how precious life |
| [01:41.761] | I wanna be there when the bullet hit |
| [01:44.876] | |
| [01:55.678] | And the crowd poured out as the shots drowned into siren sounds |
| [01:59.943] | Out of their houses now and over front yards |
| [02:03.007] | All the way up to the place where the police tape ran to mark the crime scene |
| [02:07.076] | Everybody trying to catch a glimpse of what was happening |
| [02:10.225] | Of what was going on between the ambulance and all the cop cars |
| [02:14.581] | Everybody gossiping, " Whose kid got hit? Where' d it hit him? And who could' ve fired it?" |
| [02:20.584] | Everybody wondering, " How did it happen again? And is he dead? These children, our kids" |
| [02:26.602] | Everybody wondering how far they were from where the victims live |
| [02:31.318] | And I visit them, their houses |
| [02:34.587] | Inside my dream, I visit them |
| [02:37.576] | My spirit soaring high and high up over King Park |
| [02:42.548] | Leaves the crime scene, travels further back |
| [02:45.876] | ' Til far before the shooting |
| [02:48.509] | Through their windows |
| [02:50.015] | To their living rooms |
| [02:51.861] | I see them younger this time, playing games and doing homework |
| [02:57.420] | All these marks of youth |
| [02:59.905] | Soon transformed coldly into stone |
| [03:02.863] | For fights and stupid feuds |
| [03:05.804] | For ruins wrapped in gold |
| [03:08.025] | And cruelly I recall why I have come to find a reason |
| [03:13.566] | But there cannot be a reason, not for death |
| [03:17.993] | Not like this, not like this |
| [03:25.970] | |
| [04:02.340] | Three days later, they made funeral plans, the family |
| [04:11.297] | Three days later, a mother had to bury her son |
| [04:38.116] | Not far away the shooter holed up in a hotel |
| [04:42.146] | Near to the highway with a friend and the gun |
| [04:47.030] | That same gun |
| [04:55.457] | He' d fled immediately, but was identified by witnesses |
| [05:00.307] | His picture on TV, only 20 years old |
| [05:04.114] | They called him " Grandpa" |
| [05:06.499] | He was older than the others by a year |
| [05:10.921] | Maybe two, and |
| [05:13.117] | He was safe for awhile until somebody saw him there |
| [05:20.659] | And notified the authorities |
| [05:22.781] | Who surrounded the hotel |
| [05:24.801] | First arresting an accomplice while attempting to flee |
| [05:28.362] | Then chasing him up the staircase to the floor where he' d stayed |
| [05:32.234] | He closed the door hard behind him |
| [05:34.457] | Locked himself in the room |
| [05:36.177] | They could' ve kicked in the door |
| [05:38.214] | But knew the gun was still with him |
| [05:40.444] | One he' d already used and so they feared what he' d do |
| [05:44.148] | I floated up through the window of a room to the West |
| [05:48.125] | I hovered out to the hallway, tried to listen in |
| [05:52.093] | I heard them trying to reason, get him to open the door |
| [05:55.925] | His uncle begging and pleading, halfcollapsed to the floor |
| [05:59.891] | He preached of hope and forgiveness |
| [06:01.914] | Said, " There is always a chance to rectify what you' ve taken |
| [06:06.066] | Make your peace in the world" |
| [06:07.800] | I thought to slip through the door, I could' ve entered the room |
| [06:11.761] | I felt the burden of murder, it shook the earth to the core |
| [06:15.719] | Felt like the world was collapsing |
| [06:17.945] | Then we heard him speak |
| [06:19.906] | " Can I still get into Heaven if I kill myself? |
| [06:23.731] | Can I still get into Heaven if I kill myself? |
| [06:27.598] | Can I ever be forgiven ' cause I killed that kid? |
| [06:31.198] | It was an accident, I swear it wasn' t meant for him |
| [06:35.113] | And if I turn it on me |
| [06:37.202] | If I even it out |
| [06:39.219] | Can I still get in or will they send me to Hell? |
| [06:43.050] | Can I still get into Heaven if I kill myself?" |
| [06:46.650] | I left the hotel behind |
| [06:48.589] | Don' t wanna know how it ends |
| [00:00.000] | zuò cí : Jordan Dreyer Brad Vander Lugt Adam Vass Kevin Whittemore Chad Sterenberg |
| [00:01.000] | zuò qǔ : Kevin Whittemore Jordan Dreyer Adam Vass Chad Sterenberg Brad Vander Lugt |
| [00:12.545] | Another shooting on the southeast side |
| [00:15.134] | This a driveby, midday |
| [00:17.178] | Outside of the bus stop, by Fuller and Franklin |
| [00:20.417] | Or near there, not far from the park |
| [00:22.712] | About a block from where the other shooting was last month |
| [00:26.027] | Or was it last week? |
| [00:27.983] | Shots were fired from an SUV heading northbound, Eastown |
| [00:32.464] | The target a rival, but they didn' t hit the target this time |
| [00:37.128] | They hit a kid we think had nothing to do with it |
| [00:40.109] | And I travel backwards through time and space and |
| [00:45.194] | I disintegrate, become invisible |
| [00:48.526] | I wanna see it where I couldn' t when it happened |
| [00:55.220] | I wanna see it all first hand this time |
| [01:01.806] | I want to know what it felt like |
| [01:05.262] | So I float behind police lines |
| [01:08.568] | Reconstruct the scene in fragments of memories |
| [01:11.727] | I wanna know what his mother looked like up close |
| [01:15.033] | I wanna see her leaning over his body |
| [01:18.501] | So I float there, transcend time |
| [01:21.651] | I wanna capture it accurately |
| [01:24.956] | I wanna know what the color of the blood was |
| [01:28.324] | Spilling out from the tarp onto the concrete |
| [01:31.137] | I wanna write it all down so I can always remember |
| [01:34.891] | If you could see it up close how could you ever forget? |
| [01:38.402] | How senseless death, how precious life |
| [01:41.761] | I wanna be there when the bullet hit |
| [01:44.876] | |
| [01:55.678] | And the crowd poured out as the shots drowned into siren sounds |
| [01:59.943] | Out of their houses now and over front yards |
| [02:03.007] | All the way up to the place where the police tape ran to mark the crime scene |
| [02:07.076] | Everybody trying to catch a glimpse of what was happening |
| [02:10.225] | Of what was going on between the ambulance and all the cop cars |
| [02:14.581] | Everybody gossiping, " Whose kid got hit? Where' d it hit him? And who could' ve fired it?" |
| [02:20.584] | Everybody wondering, " How did it happen again? And is he dead? These children, our kids" |
| [02:26.602] | Everybody wondering how far they were from where the victims live |
| [02:31.318] | And I visit them, their houses |
| [02:34.587] | Inside my dream, I visit them |
| [02:37.576] | My spirit soaring high and high up over King Park |
| [02:42.548] | Leaves the crime scene, travels further back |
| [02:45.876] | ' Til far before the shooting |
| [02:48.509] | Through their windows |
| [02:50.015] | To their living rooms |
| [02:51.861] | I see them younger this time, playing games and doing homework |
| [02:57.420] | All these marks of youth |
| [02:59.905] | Soon transformed coldly into stone |
| [03:02.863] | For fights and stupid feuds |
| [03:05.804] | For ruins wrapped in gold |
| [03:08.025] | And cruelly I recall why I have come to find a reason |
| [03:13.566] | But there cannot be a reason, not for death |
| [03:17.993] | Not like this, not like this |
| [03:25.970] | |
| [04:02.340] | Three days later, they made funeral plans, the family |
| [04:11.297] | Three days later, a mother had to bury her son |
| [04:38.116] | Not far away the shooter holed up in a hotel |
| [04:42.146] | Near to the highway with a friend and the gun |
| [04:47.030] | That same gun |
| [04:55.457] | He' d fled immediately, but was identified by witnesses |
| [05:00.307] | His picture on TV, only 20 years old |
| [05:04.114] | They called him " Grandpa" |
| [05:06.499] | He was older than the others by a year |
| [05:10.921] | Maybe two, and |
| [05:13.117] | He was safe for awhile until somebody saw him there |
| [05:20.659] | And notified the authorities |
| [05:22.781] | Who surrounded the hotel |
| [05:24.801] | First arresting an accomplice while attempting to flee |
| [05:28.362] | Then chasing him up the staircase to the floor where he' d stayed |
| [05:32.234] | He closed the door hard behind him |
| [05:34.457] | Locked himself in the room |
| [05:36.177] | They could' ve kicked in the door |
| [05:38.214] | But knew the gun was still with him |
| [05:40.444] | One he' d already used and so they feared what he' d do |
| [05:44.148] | I floated up through the window of a room to the West |
| [05:48.125] | I hovered out to the hallway, tried to listen in |
| [05:52.093] | I heard them trying to reason, get him to open the door |
| [05:55.925] | His uncle begging and pleading, halfcollapsed to the floor |
| [05:59.891] | He preached of hope and forgiveness |
| [06:01.914] | Said, " There is always a chance to rectify what you' ve taken |
| [06:06.066] | Make your peace in the world" |
| [06:07.800] | I thought to slip through the door, I could' ve entered the room |
| [06:11.761] | I felt the burden of murder, it shook the earth to the core |
| [06:15.719] | Felt like the world was collapsing |
| [06:17.945] | Then we heard him speak |
| [06:19.906] | " Can I still get into Heaven if I kill myself? |
| [06:23.731] | Can I still get into Heaven if I kill myself? |
| [06:27.598] | Can I ever be forgiven ' cause I killed that kid? |
| [06:31.198] | It was an accident, I swear it wasn' t meant for him |
| [06:35.113] | And if I turn it on me |
| [06:37.202] | If I even it out |
| [06:39.219] | Can I still get in or will they send me to Hell? |
| [06:43.050] | Can I still get into Heaven if I kill myself?" |
| [06:46.650] | I left the hotel behind |
| [06:48.589] | Don' t wanna know how it ends |