| Song | Seldom Matters |
| Artist | Giant Sand |
| Album | Ramp |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Gelb | |
| Seldom matters, the words that you say. | |
| Matters less the noise you play. | |
| Melody wraps it up in fine display. | |
| But the tear down spits it out all the live long day. | |
| The voice in the wire... | |
| She attempts to remain. | |
| There's a storm in between | |
| That twists what little remains. | |
| And the clueless remind the loveless | |
| Not to stand out in the rain | |
| And therein lies recital | |
| On the politics of pain. | |
| These things that seldom matter | |
| When they matter... it's all that do. | |
| These things that seldom matter | |
| They make a (1) Draw bridge (2) Lug nut (3) Train wreck | |
| Out of you. | |
| You can't help but fall on the trouble that they do... | |
| You can't help the loveless, | |
| When they don't have a clue. | |
| The mind set and the wobble | |
| Don't know when to refrain. | |
| The collision of the heart | |
| And head are ad rain. | |
| And the losers and the users | |
| They at best... at least know better than to complain. | |
| These things that seldom matter............ |
| zuo ci : Gelb | |
| Seldom matters, the words that you say. | |
| Matters less the noise you play. | |
| Melody wraps it up in fine display. | |
| But the tear down spits it out all the live long day. | |
| The voice in the wire... | |
| She attempts to remain. | |
| There' s a storm in between | |
| That twists what little remains. | |
| And the clueless remind the loveless | |
| Not to stand out in the rain | |
| And therein lies recital | |
| On the politics of pain. | |
| These things that seldom matter | |
| When they matter... it' s all that do. | |
| These things that seldom matter | |
| They make a 1 Draw bridge 2 Lug nut 3 Train wreck | |
| Out of you. | |
| You can' t help but fall on the trouble that they do... | |
| You can' t help the loveless, | |
| When they don' t have a clue. | |
| The mind set and the wobble | |
| Don' t know when to refrain. | |
| The collision of the heart | |
| And head are ad rain. | |
| And the losers and the users | |
| They at best... at least know better than to complain. | |
| These things that seldom matter............ |
| zuò cí : Gelb | |
| Seldom matters, the words that you say. | |
| Matters less the noise you play. | |
| Melody wraps it up in fine display. | |
| But the tear down spits it out all the live long day. | |
| The voice in the wire... | |
| She attempts to remain. | |
| There' s a storm in between | |
| That twists what little remains. | |
| And the clueless remind the loveless | |
| Not to stand out in the rain | |
| And therein lies recital | |
| On the politics of pain. | |
| These things that seldom matter | |
| When they matter... it' s all that do. | |
| These things that seldom matter | |
| They make a 1 Draw bridge 2 Lug nut 3 Train wreck | |
| Out of you. | |
| You can' t help but fall on the trouble that they do... | |
| You can' t help the loveless, | |
| When they don' t have a clue. | |
| The mind set and the wobble | |
| Don' t know when to refrain. | |
| The collision of the heart | |
| And head are ad rain. | |
| And the losers and the users | |
| They at best... at least know better than to complain. | |
| These things that seldom matter............ |