Song | A Silence Song |
Artist | Current 93 |
Album | Thunder Perfect Mind |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Current Ninety Three ... | |
so much silence stretching above me | |
around me too | |
has it deafened you | |
has it closed my ears | |
has the silence itself brought about this rapture | |
between silence and sound | |
between the cry and the cull | |
if man raises one voice | |
i'll raise two then | |
one for loss | |
one for losing | |
one for death | |
and one for birth | |
he may hang bloodytorn on this tree of moss | |
though my grimace will cut my grin | |
i'll rise triumphant | |
i'll rise triumphing | |
you won't catch me | |
i fly unseen through the wind of the worlds | |
missiles cut space spearing the starlight | |
masking the moon | |
wide of the march | |
give me two reasons to stay here | |
lostlight lostlove | |
smudge the tracks and smother the traces | |
of the fires of your fear | |
near the | |
under the | |
beside the | |
beyond the flowers | |
then further still | |
the children lie in silent space | |
the wind shivers through | |
their cornburnt hair | |
silence immaculate | |
if they move from silence to sound | |
will the world shudder | |
will my heart stop | |
in a cave | |
in a maze | |
spring slides | |
through my sadness | |
and my winter | |
the stars have frozen into space | |
the stars have molten into space | |
the children wait | |
flowers around burnish their hair | |
with brazen gold and heartred rose | |
if i move then i shall stop | |
how have the sightless fallen | |
i shall take a knife to your heart | |
i'll take a knife to your heart | |
i'll, i'll take a knife to your, to your heart | |
and london bridge no long longer remains | |
christ's face refracted through | |
the sky then breaks up into | |
different shapes |
zuo ci : Current Ninety Three ... | |
so much silence stretching above me | |
around me too | |
has it deafened you | |
has it closed my ears | |
has the silence itself brought about this rapture | |
between silence and sound | |
between the cry and the cull | |
if man raises one voice | |
i' ll raise two then | |
one for loss | |
one for losing | |
one for death | |
and one for birth | |
he may hang bloodytorn on this tree of moss | |
though my grimace will cut my grin | |
i' ll rise triumphant | |
i' ll rise triumphing | |
you won' t catch me | |
i fly unseen through the wind of the worlds | |
missiles cut space spearing the starlight | |
masking the moon | |
wide of the march | |
give me two reasons to stay here | |
lostlight lostlove | |
smudge the tracks and smother the traces | |
of the fires of your fear | |
near the | |
under the | |
beside the | |
beyond the flowers | |
then further still | |
the children lie in silent space | |
the wind shivers through | |
their cornburnt hair | |
silence immaculate | |
if they move from silence to sound | |
will the world shudder | |
will my heart stop | |
in a cave | |
in a maze | |
spring slides | |
through my sadness | |
and my winter | |
the stars have frozen into space | |
the stars have molten into space | |
the children wait | |
flowers around burnish their hair | |
with brazen gold and heartred rose | |
if i move then i shall stop | |
how have the sightless fallen | |
i shall take a knife to your heart | |
i' ll take a knife to your heart | |
i' ll, i' ll take a knife to your, to your heart | |
and london bridge no long longer remains | |
christ' s face refracted through | |
the sky then breaks up into | |
different shapes |
zuò cí : Current Ninety Three ... | |
so much silence stretching above me | |
around me too | |
has it deafened you | |
has it closed my ears | |
has the silence itself brought about this rapture | |
between silence and sound | |
between the cry and the cull | |
if man raises one voice | |
i' ll raise two then | |
one for loss | |
one for losing | |
one for death | |
and one for birth | |
he may hang bloodytorn on this tree of moss | |
though my grimace will cut my grin | |
i' ll rise triumphant | |
i' ll rise triumphing | |
you won' t catch me | |
i fly unseen through the wind of the worlds | |
missiles cut space spearing the starlight | |
masking the moon | |
wide of the march | |
give me two reasons to stay here | |
lostlight lostlove | |
smudge the tracks and smother the traces | |
of the fires of your fear | |
near the | |
under the | |
beside the | |
beyond the flowers | |
then further still | |
the children lie in silent space | |
the wind shivers through | |
their cornburnt hair | |
silence immaculate | |
if they move from silence to sound | |
will the world shudder | |
will my heart stop | |
in a cave | |
in a maze | |
spring slides | |
through my sadness | |
and my winter | |
the stars have frozen into space | |
the stars have molten into space | |
the children wait | |
flowers around burnish their hair | |
with brazen gold and heartred rose | |
if i move then i shall stop | |
how have the sightless fallen | |
i shall take a knife to your heart | |
i' ll take a knife to your heart | |
i' ll, i' ll take a knife to your, to your heart | |
and london bridge no long longer remains | |
christ' s face refracted through | |
the sky then breaks up into | |
different shapes |