Song | Tryin' to Get to Heaven Before They Close the Door |
Artist | Robyn Hitchcock |
Album | Spooked |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Dylan | |
The air is getting hotter | |
There's a rumbling in the sky | |
I'm drifting through that high muddy water | |
With a full moon shining in my eyes | |
Every day your memory grows dimmer | |
It don't haunt me like it did before | |
I'm in the middle of nowhere | |
Tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door | |
When I was in Missouri | |
They would not let me be | |
I had to leave there in a hurry | |
I only saw what they let me see | |
You broke the heart that loved you | |
Now you can see what the book cannot write anymore | |
I'm just stuck in the half-light | |
Tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door | |
People on the platform | |
Waiting for the train | |
I can feel their hearts a-beating | |
Like pendulums swingin' on chains | |
When you think that you've lost everything | |
You find out you can always lose a little more | |
I'm in the dinosaurs' waiting room | |
Tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door | |
I'm going down the river | |
Down to New Orleans | |
They tell me everything is alright | |
But I don't even know what alright means | |
I was riding in a buggy with Miss Mary Jane | |
Miss Mary Jane's got a house in Baltimore | |
I've been to Sugartown; I shook the sugar down | |
Now I'm tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door | |
I'm gonna sleep down in the parlour | |
And relive my dreams | |
I close my eyes and I wonder | |
If everything's as hollow as it seems | |
Some dreams don't pull no gamblers | |
No midnight ramblers like they did before | |
I'm just goin' down the road, feelin' bad | |
Tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door |
zuo ci : Dylan | |
The air is getting hotter | |
There' s a rumbling in the sky | |
I' m drifting through that high muddy water | |
With a full moon shining in my eyes | |
Every day your memory grows dimmer | |
It don' t haunt me like it did before | |
I' m in the middle of nowhere | |
Tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door | |
When I was in Missouri | |
They would not let me be | |
I had to leave there in a hurry | |
I only saw what they let me see | |
You broke the heart that loved you | |
Now you can see what the book cannot write anymore | |
I' m just stuck in the halflight | |
Tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door | |
People on the platform | |
Waiting for the train | |
I can feel their hearts abeating | |
Like pendulums swingin' on chains | |
When you think that you' ve lost everything | |
You find out you can always lose a little more | |
I' m in the dinosaurs' waiting room | |
Tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door | |
I' m going down the river | |
Down to New Orleans | |
They tell me everything is alright | |
But I don' t even know what alright means | |
I was riding in a buggy with Miss Mary Jane | |
Miss Mary Jane' s got a house in Baltimore | |
I' ve been to Sugartown I shook the sugar down | |
Now I' m tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door | |
I' m gonna sleep down in the parlour | |
And relive my dreams | |
I close my eyes and I wonder | |
If everything' s as hollow as it seems | |
Some dreams don' t pull no gamblers | |
No midnight ramblers like they did before | |
I' m just goin' down the road, feelin' bad | |
Tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door |
zuò cí : Dylan | |
The air is getting hotter | |
There' s a rumbling in the sky | |
I' m drifting through that high muddy water | |
With a full moon shining in my eyes | |
Every day your memory grows dimmer | |
It don' t haunt me like it did before | |
I' m in the middle of nowhere | |
Tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door | |
When I was in Missouri | |
They would not let me be | |
I had to leave there in a hurry | |
I only saw what they let me see | |
You broke the heart that loved you | |
Now you can see what the book cannot write anymore | |
I' m just stuck in the halflight | |
Tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door | |
People on the platform | |
Waiting for the train | |
I can feel their hearts abeating | |
Like pendulums swingin' on chains | |
When you think that you' ve lost everything | |
You find out you can always lose a little more | |
I' m in the dinosaurs' waiting room | |
Tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door | |
I' m going down the river | |
Down to New Orleans | |
They tell me everything is alright | |
But I don' t even know what alright means | |
I was riding in a buggy with Miss Mary Jane | |
Miss Mary Jane' s got a house in Baltimore | |
I' ve been to Sugartown I shook the sugar down | |
Now I' m tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door | |
I' m gonna sleep down in the parlour | |
And relive my dreams | |
I close my eyes and I wonder | |
If everything' s as hollow as it seems | |
Some dreams don' t pull no gamblers | |
No midnight ramblers like they did before | |
I' m just goin' down the road, feelin' bad | |
Tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door |