Song | Falling Open |
Artist | Peter Hammill |
Album | Everyone You Hold |
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作词 : Hammill | |
I see | |
what isn't there and what might be: | |
all the pages falling open. | |
Out of my grasp | |
the future floods my fingers: | |
the blood that binds the bone | |
for us a given, unforgiving known. | |
(All I've known unknowing) | |
Although I'm stumbling onward on the words | |
The script is always clasped | |
within my hand, encrypted. | |
(Now I see) | |
A loosening grip, | |
a palm asweat from clenching... | |
the binding's ripped, leaves fluttering to the floor. | |
The book slips through my fingers, | |
all the pages falling open. |
zuo ci : Hammill | |
I see | |
what isn' t there and what might be: | |
all the pages falling open. | |
Out of my grasp | |
the future floods my fingers: | |
the blood that binds the bone | |
for us a given, unforgiving known. | |
All I' ve known unknowing | |
Although I' m stumbling onward on the words | |
The script is always clasped | |
within my hand, encrypted. | |
Now I see | |
A loosening grip, | |
a palm asweat from clenching... | |
the binding' s ripped, leaves fluttering to the floor. | |
The book slips through my fingers, | |
all the pages falling open. |
zuò cí : Hammill | |
I see | |
what isn' t there and what might be: | |
all the pages falling open. | |
Out of my grasp | |
the future floods my fingers: | |
the blood that binds the bone | |
for us a given, unforgiving known. | |
All I' ve known unknowing | |
Although I' m stumbling onward on the words | |
The script is always clasped | |
within my hand, encrypted. | |
Now I see | |
A loosening grip, | |
a palm asweat from clenching... | |
the binding' s ripped, leaves fluttering to the floor. | |
The book slips through my fingers, | |
all the pages falling open. |