Song | Burning Ground |
Artist | Van Morrison |
Album | The Healing Game |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Morrison | |
And I take you down to the burning ground | |
And you change me up and you turned it around | |
In the wind and rain | |
I’m gonna see you again | |
In the morning sun and when the day is done | |
And you take my hand and you walk with me | |
Sometimes it feels like eternity | |
And I turn the tide, | |
I get back my pride | |
And I make you proud, won’t you say it out loud? | |
When I take you down to the burning ground | |
To the burning ground, to the burning ground | |
To the burning ground, to the burning ground | |
And I take you down by the factory | |
And I show you like it has to be | |
And you understand how the work is done | |
And I pick up the sack in the midday sun | |
And I pull you through by the skin of your teeth | |
And I lift the veil, | |
I see what’s underneath | |
And you return to me and you sit on your throne | |
And you make me feel that | |
I’m not alone | |
And I take you down to the burning ground | |
To the burning ground, to the burning ground | |
To the burning ground | |
Hey man, what’s that you’re carrying? | |
Feels like lead, it weighs a ton | |
Let’s see if we can dump it by the side of the hill | |
Hey wait up, why don’t you dump it on the burning ground? | |
Dump it down there, yeah, man, dump the jute | |
Hey, man dump the jute on the burning ground | |
Dump the jute? | |
Yeah, you know, dump the jute, dump the jute | |
On the burning ground, on the burning ground | |
And you make me think what it’s all about | |
Sometimes, | |
I know, gonna work it out | |
And I watch you run in the crimson sun | |
Tear my shirt apart open up my heart | |
And I watch you run down on your bended knees | |
By the burnt out well, can you tell me please? | |
Between Heaven and | |
Hell, won’t you take me down? | |
To the burning ground, to the burning ground | |
To the burning ground, to the burning ground | |
And you fall and pray, when you hear that sound | |
As we’re walking back to the burial mound | |
And you shake your head and you turn it around | |
And you see the flames from the burning ground | |
And you get down on your knees and pray | |
And I catch my breath as we’re running away | |
And I take the jute and | |
I throw him down | |
On the burning ground, on the burning ground | |
On the burning ground, it’s on the burning ground |
zuo ci : Morrison | |
And I take you down to the burning ground | |
And you change me up and you turned it around | |
In the wind and rain | |
I' m gonna see you again | |
In the morning sun and when the day is done | |
And you take my hand and you walk with me | |
Sometimes it feels like eternity | |
And I turn the tide, | |
I get back my pride | |
And I make you proud, won' t you say it out loud? | |
When I take you down to the burning ground | |
To the burning ground, to the burning ground | |
To the burning ground, to the burning ground | |
And I take you down by the factory | |
And I show you like it has to be | |
And you understand how the work is done | |
And I pick up the sack in the midday sun | |
And I pull you through by the skin of your teeth | |
And I lift the veil, | |
I see what' s underneath | |
And you return to me and you sit on your throne | |
And you make me feel that | |
I' m not alone | |
And I take you down to the burning ground | |
To the burning ground, to the burning ground | |
To the burning ground | |
Hey man, what' s that you' re carrying? | |
Feels like lead, it weighs a ton | |
Let' s see if we can dump it by the side of the hill | |
Hey wait up, why don' t you dump it on the burning ground? | |
Dump it down there, yeah, man, dump the jute | |
Hey, man dump the jute on the burning ground | |
Dump the jute? | |
Yeah, you know, dump the jute, dump the jute | |
On the burning ground, on the burning ground | |
And you make me think what it' s all about | |
Sometimes, | |
I know, gonna work it out | |
And I watch you run in the crimson sun | |
Tear my shirt apart open up my heart | |
And I watch you run down on your bended knees | |
By the burnt out well, can you tell me please? | |
Between Heaven and | |
Hell, won' t you take me down? | |
To the burning ground, to the burning ground | |
To the burning ground, to the burning ground | |
And you fall and pray, when you hear that sound | |
As we' re walking back to the burial mound | |
And you shake your head and you turn it around | |
And you see the flames from the burning ground | |
And you get down on your knees and pray | |
And I catch my breath as we' re running away | |
And I take the jute and | |
I throw him down | |
On the burning ground, on the burning ground | |
On the burning ground, it' s on the burning ground |
zuò cí : Morrison | |
And I take you down to the burning ground | |
And you change me up and you turned it around | |
In the wind and rain | |
I' m gonna see you again | |
In the morning sun and when the day is done | |
And you take my hand and you walk with me | |
Sometimes it feels like eternity | |
And I turn the tide, | |
I get back my pride | |
And I make you proud, won' t you say it out loud? | |
When I take you down to the burning ground | |
To the burning ground, to the burning ground | |
To the burning ground, to the burning ground | |
And I take you down by the factory | |
And I show you like it has to be | |
And you understand how the work is done | |
And I pick up the sack in the midday sun | |
And I pull you through by the skin of your teeth | |
And I lift the veil, | |
I see what' s underneath | |
And you return to me and you sit on your throne | |
And you make me feel that | |
I' m not alone | |
And I take you down to the burning ground | |
To the burning ground, to the burning ground | |
To the burning ground | |
Hey man, what' s that you' re carrying? | |
Feels like lead, it weighs a ton | |
Let' s see if we can dump it by the side of the hill | |
Hey wait up, why don' t you dump it on the burning ground? | |
Dump it down there, yeah, man, dump the jute | |
Hey, man dump the jute on the burning ground | |
Dump the jute? | |
Yeah, you know, dump the jute, dump the jute | |
On the burning ground, on the burning ground | |
And you make me think what it' s all about | |
Sometimes, | |
I know, gonna work it out | |
And I watch you run in the crimson sun | |
Tear my shirt apart open up my heart | |
And I watch you run down on your bended knees | |
By the burnt out well, can you tell me please? | |
Between Heaven and | |
Hell, won' t you take me down? | |
To the burning ground, to the burning ground | |
To the burning ground, to the burning ground | |
And you fall and pray, when you hear that sound | |
As we' re walking back to the burial mound | |
And you shake your head and you turn it around | |
And you see the flames from the burning ground | |
And you get down on your knees and pray | |
And I catch my breath as we' re running away | |
And I take the jute and | |
I throw him down | |
On the burning ground, on the burning ground | |
On the burning ground, it' s on the burning ground |