Song | Blinding Light of Heaven |
Artist | David Sylvian |
Album | Damage: Live |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Fripp, Gunn, Sylvian | |
I count the tables, she counts the trees | |
I tell her stories, she speaks of everything she sees | |
I'm in the shade, she's in the blinding light of heaven | |
Her fire razed my paper boats | |
And now she stands before me opening the buttons of her coat | |
I find myself wrapped in the open arms of heaven | |
She's giving me everything she owns | |
Electricity | |
Now he has worked these idle hands | |
I've turned my back while she's done everything she can | |
I've lied awake eaten by the poverty of anger | |
She's giving me directions home | |
I don't see a thing | |
Just this gentle glow of halos | |
He told me of the grace I lacked | |
He clipped my wings, but now my strength is coming back | |
I'll lay my case before the open heart of heaven | |
She's giving me everything she owns | |
I don't see a thing | |
Just this gentle glow of halos | |
She's giving me everything she owns | |
I don't see a thing | |
She's giving me directions home | |
I don't hear a thing | |
Just this (........) of halos |
zuo ci : Fripp, Gunn, Sylvian | |
I count the tables, she counts the trees | |
I tell her stories, she speaks of everything she sees | |
I' m in the shade, she' s in the blinding light of heaven | |
Her fire razed my paper boats | |
And now she stands before me opening the buttons of her coat | |
I find myself wrapped in the open arms of heaven | |
She' s giving me everything she owns | |
Electricity | |
Now he has worked these idle hands | |
I' ve turned my back while she' s done everything she can | |
I' ve lied awake eaten by the poverty of anger | |
She' s giving me directions home | |
I don' t see a thing | |
Just this gentle glow of halos | |
He told me of the grace I lacked | |
He clipped my wings, but now my strength is coming back | |
I' ll lay my case before the open heart of heaven | |
She' s giving me everything she owns | |
I don' t see a thing | |
Just this gentle glow of halos | |
She' s giving me everything she owns | |
I don' t see a thing | |
She' s giving me directions home | |
I don' t hear a thing | |
Just this ........ of halos |
zuò cí : Fripp, Gunn, Sylvian | |
I count the tables, she counts the trees | |
I tell her stories, she speaks of everything she sees | |
I' m in the shade, she' s in the blinding light of heaven | |
Her fire razed my paper boats | |
And now she stands before me opening the buttons of her coat | |
I find myself wrapped in the open arms of heaven | |
She' s giving me everything she owns | |
Electricity | |
Now he has worked these idle hands | |
I' ve turned my back while she' s done everything she can | |
I' ve lied awake eaten by the poverty of anger | |
She' s giving me directions home | |
I don' t see a thing | |
Just this gentle glow of halos | |
He told me of the grace I lacked | |
He clipped my wings, but now my strength is coming back | |
I' ll lay my case before the open heart of heaven | |
She' s giving me everything she owns | |
I don' t see a thing | |
Just this gentle glow of halos | |
She' s giving me everything she owns | |
I don' t see a thing | |
She' s giving me directions home | |
I don' t hear a thing | |
Just this ........ of halos |