Song | The Birds of St. Marks [#] |
Artist | Jackson Browne |
Album | Solo Acoustic, Vol. 1 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Browne, Frey |
[00:36.51] | Oh, how sadly sound the songs, the queen must sing of dying |
[00:44.44] | A prisoner upon her throne of melancholy sighing |
[00:53.78] | If she could see her mirror now |
[00:58.05] | She would be free of those who bow |
[01:01.71] | And scrape the ground beneath her feet |
[01:10.03] | Silently she walks among her dying midnight roses |
[01:16.74] | And watches as each moment goes that never really know us |
[01:26.08] | And so it seems she doesn't care |
[01:29.94] | If she has dreams of no one there |
[01:33.60] | Within the shadows of her room |
[01:40.50] | But all my frozen words agree and say it's time to |
[01:48.42] | Call back all the birds I sent to |
[01:54.72] | Fly behind her castle walls and I'm |
[02:00.61] | Weary of the nights I've seen |
[02:04.47] | Inside these empty halls |
[02:39.41] | Wooden lady turn and turn among my weary secrets |
[02:47.13] | And wave within the hours past and other empty pockets |
[02:56.67] | Maybe we've found what we have lost |
[03:00.54] | When we've unwound so many crossed |
[03:04.19] | Entangling misunderstandings |
[03:11.74] | But all my frozen words agree and say it's time to |
[03:19.40] | Call back all the birds I sent to |
[03:25.70] | Fly behind her castle walls and I'm |
[03:31.59] | Weary of the nights I've seen |
[03:35.89] | Inside these empty halls |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Browne, Frey |
[00:36.51] | Oh, how sadly sound the songs, the queen must sing of dying |
[00:44.44] | A prisoner upon her throne of melancholy sighing |
[00:53.78] | If she could see her mirror now |
[00:58.05] | She would be free of those who bow |
[01:01.71] | And scrape the ground beneath her feet |
[01:10.03] | Silently she walks among her dying midnight roses |
[01:16.74] | And watches as each moment goes that never really know us |
[01:26.08] | And so it seems she doesn' t care |
[01:29.94] | If she has dreams of no one there |
[01:33.60] | Within the shadows of her room |
[01:40.50] | But all my frozen words agree and say it' s time to |
[01:48.42] | Call back all the birds I sent to |
[01:54.72] | Fly behind her castle walls and I' m |
[02:00.61] | Weary of the nights I' ve seen |
[02:04.47] | Inside these empty halls |
[02:39.41] | Wooden lady turn and turn among my weary secrets |
[02:47.13] | And wave within the hours past and other empty pockets |
[02:56.67] | Maybe we' ve found what we have lost |
[03:00.54] | When we' ve unwound so many crossed |
[03:04.19] | Entangling misunderstandings |
[03:11.74] | But all my frozen words agree and say it' s time to |
[03:19.40] | Call back all the birds I sent to |
[03:25.70] | Fly behind her castle walls and I' m |
[03:31.59] | Weary of the nights I' ve seen |
[03:35.89] | Inside these empty halls |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Browne, Frey |
[00:36.51] | Oh, how sadly sound the songs, the queen must sing of dying |
[00:44.44] | A prisoner upon her throne of melancholy sighing |
[00:53.78] | If she could see her mirror now |
[00:58.05] | She would be free of those who bow |
[01:01.71] | And scrape the ground beneath her feet |
[01:10.03] | Silently she walks among her dying midnight roses |
[01:16.74] | And watches as each moment goes that never really know us |
[01:26.08] | And so it seems she doesn' t care |
[01:29.94] | If she has dreams of no one there |
[01:33.60] | Within the shadows of her room |
[01:40.50] | But all my frozen words agree and say it' s time to |
[01:48.42] | Call back all the birds I sent to |
[01:54.72] | Fly behind her castle walls and I' m |
[02:00.61] | Weary of the nights I' ve seen |
[02:04.47] | Inside these empty halls |
[02:39.41] | Wooden lady turn and turn among my weary secrets |
[02:47.13] | And wave within the hours past and other empty pockets |
[02:56.67] | Maybe we' ve found what we have lost |
[03:00.54] | When we' ve unwound so many crossed |
[03:04.19] | Entangling misunderstandings |
[03:11.74] | But all my frozen words agree and say it' s time to |
[03:19.40] | Call back all the birds I sent to |
[03:25.70] | Fly behind her castle walls and I' m |
[03:31.59] | Weary of the nights I' ve seen |
[03:35.89] | Inside these empty halls |