| Song | California Reeling |
| Artist | The Everywheres |
| Album | Habitualism |
| 作词 : Samuel Hill | |
| 作曲 : Samuel Hill | |
| california reeling from above / all our worries melt away beneath the sun / soon we will be sleeping in the sand / all the tiny pieces slipping through our hands / i wont call your name out anymore now / i wont say the things i said before now / on an island wading through the fog / and when i am all alone she reads my thoughts / i hear an echo slip across the land / and it wraps me in its arms just like a friend / i wont call your name out anymore now / i wont say the things i said before now / i wont feel the breeze i felt before now / i wont call your name out anymore /////// | |
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| everything you said was true / in the end they all blamed you / its alright on the outside of that maze / in the end they all blamed me / funny now cause i am free / its alright on the outside of my skin / said you felt a little breeze strike you right below your knees on north street as you rounded the bend / and though the evening air was clean you couldn't really help but feel that something was not right up ahead..... |
| zuò cí : Samuel Hill | |
| zuò qǔ : Samuel Hill | |
| california reeling from above all our worries melt away beneath the sun soon we will be sleeping in the sand all the tiny pieces slipping through our hands i wont call your name out anymore now i wont say the things i said before now on an island wading through the fog and when i am all alone she reads my thoughts i hear an echo slip across the land and it wraps me in its arms just like a friend i wont call your name out anymore now i wont say the things i said before now i wont feel the breeze i felt before now i wont call your name out anymore | |
| everything you said was true in the end they all blamed you its alright on the outside of that maze in the end they all blamed me funny now cause i am free its alright on the outside of my skin said you felt a little breeze strike you right below your knees on north street as you rounded the bend and though the evening air was clean you couldn' t really help but feel that something was not right up ahead..... |