Song | 74 Willow |
Artist | Ednaswap |
Album | Wonderland Park |
作词 : Cutler, Preven | |
74 willows wept the day | |
i plotted my escape | |
the road looking diseased | |
under a blanket of leaves | |
back now full circle so it seems | |
with unused memories | |
of secrets not worth keeping | |
and willows weeping | |
i used to think this time of year | |
of flying over the fence and beyond here | |
but i don't think so anymore | |
i've been looking for the ending my story lacks | |
a strong enough magnet to pull me back | |
oh, you are that | |
oh, you are that | |
a new outlook for a cynical soul | |
the feeling i get when the opiates flow | |
you are that | |
oh, you are that | |
i found myself slipping in the snow | |
adrenalin did flow | |
adding a smoke-screen | |
to this flashback scene | |
my brain raced right back from numb | |
a peculiar reaction | |
to those windows creaking | |
your voice speaking | |
i think of us travelling at night | |
at a hundred times the speed of light | |
i don't think so anymore | |
i've been looking for the ending my story lacks | |
a strong enough magnet to pull me back | |
oh, you are that | |
oh, you are that | |
a new outlook for a cynical soul | |
the feeling i get when the opiates flow | |
you are that | |
oh, you are that | |
i think of us travelling at night | |
at a hundred times the speed of light | |
i don't think so anymore | |
i've been looking for the ending my story lacks | |
a strong enough magnet to pull me back | |
oh, you are that | |
oh, you are that | |
a new outlook for a cynical soul | |
the feeling i get when the opiates flow | |
you are that | |
oh, you are that | |
oh, you are...that |
zuò cí : Cutler, Preven | |
74 willows wept the day | |
i plotted my escape | |
the road looking diseased | |
under a blanket of leaves | |
back now full circle so it seems | |
with unused memories | |
of secrets not worth keeping | |
and willows weeping | |
i used to think this time of year | |
of flying over the fence and beyond here | |
but i don' t think so anymore | |
i' ve been looking for the ending my story lacks | |
a strong enough magnet to pull me back | |
oh, you are that | |
oh, you are that | |
a new outlook for a cynical soul | |
the feeling i get when the opiates flow | |
you are that | |
oh, you are that | |
i found myself slipping in the snow | |
adrenalin did flow | |
adding a smokescreen | |
to this flashback scene | |
my brain raced right back from numb | |
a peculiar reaction | |
to those windows creaking | |
your voice speaking | |
i think of us travelling at night | |
at a hundred times the speed of light | |
i don' t think so anymore | |
i' ve been looking for the ending my story lacks | |
a strong enough magnet to pull me back | |
oh, you are that | |
oh, you are that | |
a new outlook for a cynical soul | |
the feeling i get when the opiates flow | |
you are that | |
oh, you are that | |
i think of us travelling at night | |
at a hundred times the speed of light | |
i don' t think so anymore | |
i' ve been looking for the ending my story lacks | |
a strong enough magnet to pull me back | |
oh, you are that | |
oh, you are that | |
a new outlook for a cynical soul | |
the feeling i get when the opiates flow | |
you are that | |
oh, you are that | |
oh, you are... that |