Song | Cruel and Clumsy |
Artist | Chris Pureka |
Album | Dryland |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Pureka | |
You've been low, | |
You've been thinking about the last time, | |
But I know | |
There's still a window that leads outside... | |
Sweet air through the summer screen, | |
Tall grass and warm stones, | |
Where are you today? | |
'cause you're missing it all... | |
You were twisting the lens, | |
But it never stayed in focus, | |
So you laid on your bed, | |
And just lost track of the seasons... | |
And now you know the feel of cold steel to temple | |
And you know the feel of razor to wrist | |
And you're lost in a room | |
That rocks back and forth like a ship deck... | |
Sweet air through the summer screen, | |
Tall grass and warm stones, | |
Where are you today? | |
'cause you're missing it all... | |
But we never explain | |
Why we treasure our secrets, | |
How we're in love with our sadness sometimes... | |
But you wanted something you saw in the sunset, | |
So don't you leave her 'til you know what it is | |
And let's turn to the west | |
And let's turn up the music | |
And let's hope it's always as good as this... | |
Life is cruel and it's clumsy | |
(but we never explain) | |
I wish I could say that it's better than that | |
(why we treasure our secrets) | |
But this is our time | |
(how we're in love with our sadness sometimes) | |
This is all that we have 'til we turn out the lights... | |
Life is cruel and it's clumsy save its very best moments | |
(but we never explain) | |
I wish I could say that it's better than that | |
(why we treasure our secrets) | |
But this our time | |
(how we're in love with our sadness sometimes) | |
This is all that we have 'til we turn out the lights.... |
zuo qu : Pureka | |
You' ve been low, | |
You' ve been thinking about the last time, | |
But I know | |
There' s still a window that leads outside... | |
Sweet air through the summer screen, | |
Tall grass and warm stones, | |
Where are you today? | |
' cause you' re missing it all... | |
You were twisting the lens, | |
But it never stayed in focus, | |
So you laid on your bed, | |
And just lost track of the seasons... | |
And now you know the feel of cold steel to temple | |
And you know the feel of razor to wrist | |
And you' re lost in a room | |
That rocks back and forth like a ship deck... | |
Sweet air through the summer screen, | |
Tall grass and warm stones, | |
Where are you today? | |
' cause you' re missing it all... | |
But we never explain | |
Why we treasure our secrets, | |
How we' re in love with our sadness sometimes... | |
But you wanted something you saw in the sunset, | |
So don' t you leave her ' til you know what it is | |
And let' s turn to the west | |
And let' s turn up the music | |
And let' s hope it' s always as good as this... | |
Life is cruel and it' s clumsy | |
but we never explain | |
I wish I could say that it' s better than that | |
why we treasure our secrets | |
But this is our time | |
how we' re in love with our sadness sometimes | |
This is all that we have ' til we turn out the lights... | |
Life is cruel and it' s clumsy save its very best moments | |
but we never explain | |
I wish I could say that it' s better than that | |
why we treasure our secrets | |
But this our time | |
how we' re in love with our sadness sometimes | |
This is all that we have ' til we turn out the lights.... |
zuò qǔ : Pureka | |
You' ve been low, | |
You' ve been thinking about the last time, | |
But I know | |
There' s still a window that leads outside... | |
Sweet air through the summer screen, | |
Tall grass and warm stones, | |
Where are you today? | |
' cause you' re missing it all... | |
You were twisting the lens, | |
But it never stayed in focus, | |
So you laid on your bed, | |
And just lost track of the seasons... | |
And now you know the feel of cold steel to temple | |
And you know the feel of razor to wrist | |
And you' re lost in a room | |
That rocks back and forth like a ship deck... | |
Sweet air through the summer screen, | |
Tall grass and warm stones, | |
Where are you today? | |
' cause you' re missing it all... | |
But we never explain | |
Why we treasure our secrets, | |
How we' re in love with our sadness sometimes... | |
But you wanted something you saw in the sunset, | |
So don' t you leave her ' til you know what it is | |
And let' s turn to the west | |
And let' s turn up the music | |
And let' s hope it' s always as good as this... | |
Life is cruel and it' s clumsy | |
but we never explain | |
I wish I could say that it' s better than that | |
why we treasure our secrets | |
But this is our time | |
how we' re in love with our sadness sometimes | |
This is all that we have ' til we turn out the lights... | |
Life is cruel and it' s clumsy save its very best moments | |
but we never explain | |
I wish I could say that it' s better than that | |
why we treasure our secrets | |
But this our time | |
how we' re in love with our sadness sometimes | |
This is all that we have ' til we turn out the lights.... |