Song | Epitaph |
Artist | Animal Anthem |
Album | Bones |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : 이승진 | |
作词 : 이승진 | |
She told him to aim with his heart | |
like that would keep | |
him from danger | |
saw children swarming with flies | |
and wounded crawling for shelter | |
the smell of war is in the air | |
and there's no | |
stopping the vultures | |
we could have handled them once | |
but we forgot what we stand for | |
Sprung from his beating chest | |
through veins and to his fingertips | |
to paper waiting patiently | |
for words that filled | |
his heart with fear | |
but he would not | |
turn back this time | |
steadfast he pushed | |
through every line | |
watched ink dance | |
through his last goodbye | |
and felt this urgent plea | |
fall from his lips | |
carry me | |
carry me | |
carry me | |
when my broken body is numb | |
be my dawn | |
be my dawn | |
be my dawn | |
when these endless nights | |
stretch on | |
and in her dreams that night | |
she saw a phantom | |
with the ocean in his eyes | |
the smell of sea foam in his hair | |
and so she waited on the shore | |
for him for days | |
and when she saw his body | |
borne in by the tide | |
bobbing gently on the waves | |
she felt his promise shatter | |
fall in facets | |
sparkling like a thousand breakers | |
catching and refracting the light | |
from a dying sun | |
she swam out to him | |
laid her head against his chest | |
inhaled through gritted teeth | |
and cursed the gods | |
with all her breath | |
her fury moved them | |
they cast her soul | |
into the wind | |
where it rose above the | |
waves to be with his | |
and where they met | |
two birds of white | |
sailed out across a sea | |
as deep as any sea | |
I've ever known | |
and close to twilight | |
when the sun meets the horizon | |
and the waves | |
beat out a cadence on the sand | |
you can hear her | |
singing softly | |
in a voice as clear as glass | |
I will I will carry you | |
I will I will carry you | |
I will I will carry you | |
I will I will carry you |
zuo qu : | |
zuo ci : | |
She told him to aim with his heart | |
like that would keep | |
him from danger | |
saw children swarming with flies | |
and wounded crawling for shelter | |
the smell of war is in the air | |
and there' s no | |
stopping the vultures | |
we could have handled them once | |
but we forgot what we stand for | |
Sprung from his beating chest | |
through veins and to his fingertips | |
to paper waiting patiently | |
for words that filled | |
his heart with fear | |
but he would not | |
turn back this time | |
steadfast he pushed | |
through every line | |
watched ink dance | |
through his last goodbye | |
and felt this urgent plea | |
fall from his lips | |
carry me | |
carry me | |
carry me | |
when my broken body is numb | |
be my dawn | |
be my dawn | |
be my dawn | |
when these endless nights | |
stretch on | |
and in her dreams that night | |
she saw a phantom | |
with the ocean in his eyes | |
the smell of sea foam in his hair | |
and so she waited on the shore | |
for him for days | |
and when she saw his body | |
borne in by the tide | |
bobbing gently on the waves | |
she felt his promise shatter | |
fall in facets | |
sparkling like a thousand breakers | |
catching and refracting the light | |
from a dying sun | |
she swam out to him | |
laid her head against his chest | |
inhaled through gritted teeth | |
and cursed the gods | |
with all her breath | |
her fury moved them | |
they cast her soul | |
into the wind | |
where it rose above the | |
waves to be with his | |
and where they met | |
two birds of white | |
sailed out across a sea | |
as deep as any sea | |
I' ve ever known | |
and close to twilight | |
when the sun meets the horizon | |
and the waves | |
beat out a cadence on the sand | |
you can hear her | |
singing softly | |
in a voice as clear as glass | |
I will I will carry you | |
I will I will carry you | |
I will I will carry you | |
I will I will carry you |
zuò qǔ : | |
zuò cí : | |
She told him to aim with his heart | |
like that would keep | |
him from danger | |
saw children swarming with flies | |
and wounded crawling for shelter | |
the smell of war is in the air | |
and there' s no | |
stopping the vultures | |
we could have handled them once | |
but we forgot what we stand for | |
Sprung from his beating chest | |
through veins and to his fingertips | |
to paper waiting patiently | |
for words that filled | |
his heart with fear | |
but he would not | |
turn back this time | |
steadfast he pushed | |
through every line | |
watched ink dance | |
through his last goodbye | |
and felt this urgent plea | |
fall from his lips | |
carry me | |
carry me | |
carry me | |
when my broken body is numb | |
be my dawn | |
be my dawn | |
be my dawn | |
when these endless nights | |
stretch on | |
and in her dreams that night | |
she saw a phantom | |
with the ocean in his eyes | |
the smell of sea foam in his hair | |
and so she waited on the shore | |
for him for days | |
and when she saw his body | |
borne in by the tide | |
bobbing gently on the waves | |
she felt his promise shatter | |
fall in facets | |
sparkling like a thousand breakers | |
catching and refracting the light | |
from a dying sun | |
she swam out to him | |
laid her head against his chest | |
inhaled through gritted teeth | |
and cursed the gods | |
with all her breath | |
her fury moved them | |
they cast her soul | |
into the wind | |
where it rose above the | |
waves to be with his | |
and where they met | |
two birds of white | |
sailed out across a sea | |
as deep as any sea | |
I' ve ever known | |
and close to twilight | |
when the sun meets the horizon | |
and the waves | |
beat out a cadence on the sand | |
you can hear her | |
singing softly | |
in a voice as clear as glass | |
I will I will carry you | |
I will I will carry you | |
I will I will carry you | |
I will I will carry you |