Song | Sundowning |
Artist | Aqualung |
Album | Magnetic North |
作曲 : Matt Hales | |
作词 : Matt Hales | |
I found the missing | |
Puzzle piece but | |
I don't know, | |
I don't know where to begin. | |
Do I have what | |
What you need to | |
Put it all back together again? | |
The breath is in my mouth | |
To blow this fire out. | |
These shadows slowly climbing up the walls. | |
Maybe we are | |
Sundowning. | |
Maybe we're just | |
Sundowning. | |
We torched another | |
Golden morning. | |
You only get, only get back what you can give. | |
Oh, perhaps we need a | |
Little time | |
Little time to remember how to live, oh. | |
With the rising of the moon | |
The dying of the afternoon | |
The evening takes us with it as it falls. | |
The breath is in my mouth | |
To blow this fire out. | |
These shadows slowly climbing up the walls. | |
Maybe we are | |
Sundowning. | |
Maybe we're just | |
Sundowning. | |
Maybe we are | |
Sundowning. | |
Not waving and not drowning. | |
Just sundowning. | |
As daylight drifts away | |
And everything starts to fade | |
And all our colors turn to black and white. | |
The heart don't make a sound. | |
Feet don't you touch the ground. | |
Could this be just a tricking of the light? | |
The breath is in my mouth | |
To blow this fire out. | |
But maybe | |
I could wait another night. | |
Cause maybe we're just | |
Sundowning. | |
Baby we are | |
Sundowning. | |
Darling we are | |
Sundowning. | |
Not waving and not drowning. | |
Just sundowning. | |
Just sundowning. |
zuò qǔ : Matt Hales | |
zuò cí : Matt Hales | |
I found the missing | |
Puzzle piece but | |
I don' t know, | |
I don' t know where to begin. | |
Do I have what | |
What you need to | |
Put it all back together again? | |
The breath is in my mouth | |
To blow this fire out. | |
These shadows slowly climbing up the walls. | |
Maybe we are | |
Sundowning. | |
Maybe we' re just | |
Sundowning. | |
We torched another | |
Golden morning. | |
You only get, only get back what you can give. | |
Oh, perhaps we need a | |
Little time | |
Little time to remember how to live, oh. | |
With the rising of the moon | |
The dying of the afternoon | |
The evening takes us with it as it falls. | |
The breath is in my mouth | |
To blow this fire out. | |
These shadows slowly climbing up the walls. | |
Maybe we are | |
Sundowning. | |
Maybe we' re just | |
Sundowning. | |
Maybe we are | |
Sundowning. | |
Not waving and not drowning. | |
Just sundowning. | |
As daylight drifts away | |
And everything starts to fade | |
And all our colors turn to black and white. | |
The heart don' t make a sound. | |
Feet don' t you touch the ground. | |
Could this be just a tricking of the light? | |
The breath is in my mouth | |
To blow this fire out. | |
But maybe | |
I could wait another night. | |
Cause maybe we' re just | |
Sundowning. | |
Baby we are | |
Sundowning. | |
Darling we are | |
Sundowning. | |
Not waving and not drowning. | |
Just sundowning. | |
Just sundowning. |