Song | You Are My Face |
Artist | Wilco |
Album | Roadcase 019 - 2013-06-22 North Adams, MA |
[00:00.00] | 作曲 : Jeff Tweed/Nels Cline |
[00:00.98] | 02.You Are My Face |
[00:03.84] | . |
[00:24.14] | I remember my mother''s |
[00:27.27] | Sister''s husband''s brother |
[00:30.27] | Working in the goldmine full-time |
[00:33.46] | Filling in for sunshine |
[00:36.21] | Filing into tight lines |
[00:39.14] | Of ordinary beehives |
[00:41.89] | The door screams I hate you |
[00:44.52] | Hate you hanging around my blue jeans |
[00:48.02] | Why is there no breeze |
[00:50.83] | No currency of leaves |
[00:53.77] | No current through the water wire |
[00:56.77] | No feelings I can see |
[00:59.58] | I trust no emotion |
[01:02.21] | I believe in locomotion |
[01:05.77] | But I''ve turned to rust as we''ve discussed |
[01:08.58] | Though I must have let you down |
[01:10.39] | Too many times |
[01:11.58] | In the dirt and the dust |
[01:13.96] | . |
[01:58.28] | I have no idea how this happens |
[02:02.96] | All of my maps have been overthrown |
[02:10.84] | Happenstance has changed my plans |
[02:14.90] | So many times my heart has been outgrown |
[02:21.78] | Now everybody''s feeling all alone |
[02:27.52] | Can''t tell you who I am |
[02:29.77] | . |
[02:33.71] | When everybody''s feeling all alone |
[02:38.71] | Can''t tell you who I am |
[02:41.52] | . |
[03:17.63] | I am looking forward |
[03:19.88] | Toward the shadows tracing bones |
[03:23.13] | Our faces stitched and sewing |
[03:25.95] | Our houses hemmed into homes |
[03:29.38] | Trying to be thankful |
[03:32.32] | Our stories fit into phones |
[03:34.57] | . |
[03:35.38] | And our voices lift so easily |
[03:38.07] | A gift given accidentally |
[03:41.20] | When we''re not sure |
[03:42.69] | We''re not alone |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Jeff Tweed Nels Cline |
[00:00.98] | 02. You Are My Face |
[00:03.84] | . |
[00:24.14] | I remember my mother'' s |
[00:27.27] | Sister'' s husband'' s brother |
[00:30.27] | Working in the goldmine fulltime |
[00:33.46] | Filling in for sunshine |
[00:36.21] | Filing into tight lines |
[00:39.14] | Of ordinary beehives |
[00:41.89] | The door screams I hate you |
[00:44.52] | Hate you hanging around my blue jeans |
[00:48.02] | Why is there no breeze |
[00:50.83] | No currency of leaves |
[00:53.77] | No current through the water wire |
[00:56.77] | No feelings I can see |
[00:59.58] | I trust no emotion |
[01:02.21] | I believe in locomotion |
[01:05.77] | But I'' ve turned to rust as we'' ve discussed |
[01:08.58] | Though I must have let you down |
[01:10.39] | Too many times |
[01:11.58] | In the dirt and the dust |
[01:13.96] | . |
[01:58.28] | I have no idea how this happens |
[02:02.96] | All of my maps have been overthrown |
[02:10.84] | Happenstance has changed my plans |
[02:14.90] | So many times my heart has been outgrown |
[02:21.78] | Now everybody'' s feeling all alone |
[02:27.52] | Can'' t tell you who I am |
[02:29.77] | . |
[02:33.71] | When everybody'' s feeling all alone |
[02:38.71] | Can'' t tell you who I am |
[02:41.52] | . |
[03:17.63] | I am looking forward |
[03:19.88] | Toward the shadows tracing bones |
[03:23.13] | Our faces stitched and sewing |
[03:25.95] | Our houses hemmed into homes |
[03:29.38] | Trying to be thankful |
[03:32.32] | Our stories fit into phones |
[03:34.57] | . |
[03:35.38] | And our voices lift so easily |
[03:38.07] | A gift given accidentally |
[03:41.20] | When we'' re not sure |
[03:42.69] | We'' re not alone |