Song | The Rose Above the Sky |
Artist | Bruce Cockburn |
Album | Humans |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Cockburn | |
Something jewelled slips away | |
Round the next bend with a splash | |
Laughing at the hands I hold out | |
Only air within their grasp | |
All you can do is praise the razor | |
For the fineness of the slash | |
'Til the Rose above the sky | |
Opens | |
And the light behind the sun | |
Takes all | |
Gutless arrogance and rage | |
Burn apart the best of tries | |
You carry the weight of inherited sorrow | |
From your first day till you die | |
Toward that hilltop where the road | |
Forever becomes one with the sky | |
'Til the Rose above the sky | |
Opens | |
And the light behind the sun | |
Takes all | |
Ozone on the midnight wind | |
Got me thinking of the sea | |
And the mercies of the currents that brought | |
Me to you and you to me | |
And in the silence at the heart of things | |
Where all true meetings come to be | |
'Til the Rose above the sky | |
Opens | |
And the light behind the sun | |
Takes all |
zuo ci : Cockburn | |
Something jewelled slips away | |
Round the next bend with a splash | |
Laughing at the hands I hold out | |
Only air within their grasp | |
All you can do is praise the razor | |
For the fineness of the slash | |
' Til the Rose above the sky | |
Opens | |
And the light behind the sun | |
Takes all | |
Gutless arrogance and rage | |
Burn apart the best of tries | |
You carry the weight of inherited sorrow | |
From your first day till you die | |
Toward that hilltop where the road | |
Forever becomes one with the sky | |
' Til the Rose above the sky | |
Opens | |
And the light behind the sun | |
Takes all | |
Ozone on the midnight wind | |
Got me thinking of the sea | |
And the mercies of the currents that brought | |
Me to you and you to me | |
And in the silence at the heart of things | |
Where all true meetings come to be | |
' Til the Rose above the sky | |
Opens | |
And the light behind the sun | |
Takes all |
zuò cí : Cockburn | |
Something jewelled slips away | |
Round the next bend with a splash | |
Laughing at the hands I hold out | |
Only air within their grasp | |
All you can do is praise the razor | |
For the fineness of the slash | |
' Til the Rose above the sky | |
Opens | |
And the light behind the sun | |
Takes all | |
Gutless arrogance and rage | |
Burn apart the best of tries | |
You carry the weight of inherited sorrow | |
From your first day till you die | |
Toward that hilltop where the road | |
Forever becomes one with the sky | |
' Til the Rose above the sky | |
Opens | |
And the light behind the sun | |
Takes all | |
Ozone on the midnight wind | |
Got me thinking of the sea | |
And the mercies of the currents that brought | |
Me to you and you to me | |
And in the silence at the heart of things | |
Where all true meetings come to be | |
' Til the Rose above the sky | |
Opens | |
And the light behind the sun | |
Takes all |