| Song | Thunderstorm |
| Artist | Jeffrey Lewis |
| Album | Manhattan |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Jeffrey Lewis |
| [00:01.00] | 作曲 : Jeffrey Lewis |
| [01:48.18] | Maybe just for now it's okay |
| [01:51.17] | I can get through the day |
| [01:53.39] | I can eat I can sleep |
| [01:57.47] | I might just take it for granted |
| [01:59.94] | I might just not have to panic |
| [02:02.26] | I might get let off cheap |
| [02:06.19] | Maybe it's all gonna pass |
| [02:09.13] | And be all over fast |
| [02:11.12] | Like it was all in my head |
| [02:15.16] | If I just look at my shoes |
| [02:18.10] | For distraction to use |
| [02:20.26] | So I just don't look ahead |
| [02:25.68] | Thunderstorm on its way |
| [02:34.60] | Thunderstorm hell to pay |
| [02:42.63] | 'Cause every mind is a mass |
| [02:45.09] | A massive thread from the past |
| [02:47.30] | That gets your head in a noose |
| [02:51.33] | Oh, if only it weren't true |
| [02:54.02] | If only you weren't you |
| [02:56.25] | With all that thread hanging loose |
| [03:00.50] | And the missing part of the quilt |
| [03:03.01] | The heart unfinished, unbuilt |
| [03:05.25] | The city seen through the crowds |
| [03:09.70] | Reading a map in the sand |
| [03:12.27] | Holding on with one hand |
| [03:14.26] | While from the sea come the clouds |
| [03:19.66] | Thunderstorm on its way |
| [03:28.70] | Thunderstorm hell to pay |
| [03:36.77] | He read my lifeline and promised |
| [03:39.38] | That it spelled out a bomb |
| [03:41.23] | It's in my fingers and palms |
| [03:45.43] | Cursed, cause whatever I grab |
| [03:48.11] | It hurts to know I can't have |
| [03:50.33] | The perfect things I don't want |
| [03:54.42] | So I put my eyes in my pockets |
| [03:57.14] | I got two small crystal balls |
| [03:59.26] | And drop them into my sockets |
| [04:03.20] | To me at first the future looked clouded |
| [04:06.21] | Then I saw clearly and shouted |
| [04:08.52] | See, it's about to be |
| [04:13.87] | Thunderstorm on its way |
| [04:22.95] | Thunderstorm hell to pay |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Jeffrey Lewis |
| [00:01.00] | zuo qu : Jeffrey Lewis |
| [01:48.18] | Maybe just for now it' s okay |
| [01:51.17] | I can get through the day |
| [01:53.39] | I can eat I can sleep |
| [01:57.47] | I might just take it for granted |
| [01:59.94] | I might just not have to panic |
| [02:02.26] | I might get let off cheap |
| [02:06.19] | Maybe it' s all gonna pass |
| [02:09.13] | And be all over fast |
| [02:11.12] | Like it was all in my head |
| [02:15.16] | If I just look at my shoes |
| [02:18.10] | For distraction to use |
| [02:20.26] | So I just don' t look ahead |
| [02:25.68] | Thunderstorm on its way |
| [02:34.60] | Thunderstorm hell to pay |
| [02:42.63] | ' Cause every mind is a mass |
| [02:45.09] | A massive thread from the past |
| [02:47.30] | That gets your head in a noose |
| [02:51.33] | Oh, if only it weren' t true |
| [02:54.02] | If only you weren' t you |
| [02:56.25] | With all that thread hanging loose |
| [03:00.50] | And the missing part of the quilt |
| [03:03.01] | The heart unfinished, unbuilt |
| [03:05.25] | The city seen through the crowds |
| [03:09.70] | Reading a map in the sand |
| [03:12.27] | Holding on with one hand |
| [03:14.26] | While from the sea come the clouds |
| [03:19.66] | Thunderstorm on its way |
| [03:28.70] | Thunderstorm hell to pay |
| [03:36.77] | He read my lifeline and promised |
| [03:39.38] | That it spelled out a bomb |
| [03:41.23] | It' s in my fingers and palms |
| [03:45.43] | Cursed, cause whatever I grab |
| [03:48.11] | It hurts to know I can' t have |
| [03:50.33] | The perfect things I don' t want |
| [03:54.42] | So I put my eyes in my pockets |
| [03:57.14] | I got two small crystal balls |
| [03:59.26] | And drop them into my sockets |
| [04:03.20] | To me at first the future looked clouded |
| [04:06.21] | Then I saw clearly and shouted |
| [04:08.52] | See, it' s about to be |
| [04:13.87] | Thunderstorm on its way |
| [04:22.95] | Thunderstorm hell to pay |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Jeffrey Lewis |
| [00:01.00] | zuò qǔ : Jeffrey Lewis |
| [01:48.18] | Maybe just for now it' s okay |
| [01:51.17] | I can get through the day |
| [01:53.39] | I can eat I can sleep |
| [01:57.47] | I might just take it for granted |
| [01:59.94] | I might just not have to panic |
| [02:02.26] | I might get let off cheap |
| [02:06.19] | Maybe it' s all gonna pass |
| [02:09.13] | And be all over fast |
| [02:11.12] | Like it was all in my head |
| [02:15.16] | If I just look at my shoes |
| [02:18.10] | For distraction to use |
| [02:20.26] | So I just don' t look ahead |
| [02:25.68] | Thunderstorm on its way |
| [02:34.60] | Thunderstorm hell to pay |
| [02:42.63] | ' Cause every mind is a mass |
| [02:45.09] | A massive thread from the past |
| [02:47.30] | That gets your head in a noose |
| [02:51.33] | Oh, if only it weren' t true |
| [02:54.02] | If only you weren' t you |
| [02:56.25] | With all that thread hanging loose |
| [03:00.50] | And the missing part of the quilt |
| [03:03.01] | The heart unfinished, unbuilt |
| [03:05.25] | The city seen through the crowds |
| [03:09.70] | Reading a map in the sand |
| [03:12.27] | Holding on with one hand |
| [03:14.26] | While from the sea come the clouds |
| [03:19.66] | Thunderstorm on its way |
| [03:28.70] | Thunderstorm hell to pay |
| [03:36.77] | He read my lifeline and promised |
| [03:39.38] | That it spelled out a bomb |
| [03:41.23] | It' s in my fingers and palms |
| [03:45.43] | Cursed, cause whatever I grab |
| [03:48.11] | It hurts to know I can' t have |
| [03:50.33] | The perfect things I don' t want |
| [03:54.42] | So I put my eyes in my pockets |
| [03:57.14] | I got two small crystal balls |
| [03:59.26] | And drop them into my sockets |
| [04:03.20] | To me at first the future looked clouded |
| [04:06.21] | Then I saw clearly and shouted |
| [04:08.52] | See, it' s about to be |
| [04:13.87] | Thunderstorm on its way |
| [04:22.95] | Thunderstorm hell to pay |