August Closing His Mouth After a Long Summer's Yawn

Song August Closing His Mouth After a Long Summer's Yawn
Artist Jason Webley
Album Viaje

Lyrics

作曲 : Webley
I think that we can breathe now, the world is over
Send all the children over now, red rover
Well, I guess the world stopped spinning
When supply somehow met demand
An uncashed paycheck in my pocket
And atom bombs in Pakistan
Now I'm sitting on a bus
A shade too tired to be annoyed
While two human avocados
A shade too loudly discuss Freud
That's okay, the experts say
'Cause at least the air is clearer now
I think that we can breathe now, the world is over
Waiting in a field of nine-leaf clovers
Sipping tea in an oasis
While we watch the desert spread
And we're counting on our virtues
'Cause it's too hard to count the dead
There's a pretty girl beside me
Think she wants to hold my hand
But she's speaking in a tongue
I think I'll never understand
But that's okay, the experts say
'Cause at least the air is clearer now
I think that we can breathe now, the world is over
We had our chances to be fighters
Now we're burned-out twenty-something poetry writers
Yeah, I guess we all can breathe now, the world is over
Guess there's nothing really left to do
But seal our eyes and nostrils up with glue
And observe the sticky residue that's all that's left of me and...

Pinyin

zuò qǔ : Webley
I think that we can breathe now, the world is over
Send all the children over now, red rover
Well, I guess the world stopped spinning
When supply somehow met demand
An uncashed paycheck in my pocket
And atom bombs in Pakistan
Now I' m sitting on a bus
A shade too tired to be annoyed
While two human avocados
A shade too loudly discuss Freud
That' s okay, the experts say
' Cause at least the air is clearer now
I think that we can breathe now, the world is over
Waiting in a field of nineleaf clovers
Sipping tea in an oasis
While we watch the desert spread
And we' re counting on our virtues
' Cause it' s too hard to count the dead
There' s a pretty girl beside me
Think she wants to hold my hand
But she' s speaking in a tongue
I think I' ll never understand
But that' s okay, the experts say
' Cause at least the air is clearer now
I think that we can breathe now, the world is over
We had our chances to be fighters
Now we' re burnedout twentysomething poetry writers
Yeah, I guess we all can breathe now, the world is over
Guess there' s nothing really left to do
But seal our eyes and nostrils up with glue
And observe the sticky residue that' s all that' s left of me and...