| 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 |