| Song | Midnight Wire |
| Artist | Curved Air |
| Album | Midnight Wire |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Tager, Way | |
| Oh, what do you know of drownin'? | |
| Off the midnight wire? | |
| I don't know what came over me, | |
| I came across burned desire. | |
| Fidgetin' through madness, | |
| Spilled the guilt and ditched the blame. | |
| Dyin' while I'm livin', ritual dyin' on the stage. | |
| Who's that callin' from the midnight choir? | |
| who's that fallin' from the midnight wire? | |
| Who's crawlin' from the burned-out fire? | |
| Oh, save my soul from the midnight wire! | |
| Alone and riddled with need, I feel the gaze | |
| Of crowded, shooting skies whilst smoothing the place. | |
| To soothe my fire safe across the midnight wire, | |
| Oh, alone, The storms of night play havoc with my soul. | |
| Who's that callin', etc. | |
| Oh, it used to be I'd shatter up and splinter through the frame. | |
| I'd look into the mirror through a rose bouquet. | |
| Waitin', wantin', livin' for the moment of release, | |
| Found myself all on fire, | |
| Tried to jump the midnight wire. | |
| Who's that callin' from the midnight choir? | |
| who's that fallin' from the midnight wire? | |
| Who's crawlin' from the burned-out fire? | |
| Oh, save my soul from the midnight wire! | |
| Flash of light, then gone, | |
| Spark of life, then out. | |
| How much numb | |
| How long dumb | |
| Growing measure of my coming | |
| Lose or mend your | |
| Sordid sorry ways | |
| Leave you rubble of my days | |
| Oh, I'm afraid. | |
| So tired, chilled to fear, not sure, question cause | |
| Make the cure, oh no, ‘cross the midnight wire | |
| Rushin' up | |
| Brushin' up | |
| Crushing up | |
| Hushin' up | |
| Pickin' up | |
| Mixin' up | |
| It's enough | |
| Fixin' up | |
| Ducking the issue of the midnight wire | |
| Who's that callin' from the midnight choir? | |
| who's that fallin' from the midnight wire? | |
| Who's crawlin' from the burned-out fire? | |
| Oh, save my soul from the midnight wire! |
| zuo ci : Tager, Way | |
| Oh, what do you know of drownin'? | |
| Off the midnight wire? | |
| I don' t know what came over me, | |
| I came across burned desire. | |
| Fidgetin' through madness, | |
| Spilled the guilt and ditched the blame. | |
| Dyin' while I' m livin', ritual dyin' on the stage. | |
| Who' s that callin' from the midnight choir? | |
| who' s that fallin' from the midnight wire? | |
| Who' s crawlin' from the burnedout fire? | |
| Oh, save my soul from the midnight wire! | |
| Alone and riddled with need, I feel the gaze | |
| Of crowded, shooting skies whilst smoothing the place. | |
| To soothe my fire safe across the midnight wire, | |
| Oh, alone, The storms of night play havoc with my soul. | |
| Who' s that callin', etc. | |
| Oh, it used to be I' d shatter up and splinter through the frame. | |
| I' d look into the mirror through a rose bouquet. | |
| Waitin', wantin', livin' for the moment of release, | |
| Found myself all on fire, | |
| Tried to jump the midnight wire. | |
| Who' s that callin' from the midnight choir? | |
| who' s that fallin' from the midnight wire? | |
| Who' s crawlin' from the burnedout fire? | |
| Oh, save my soul from the midnight wire! | |
| Flash of light, then gone, | |
| Spark of life, then out. | |
| How much numb | |
| How long dumb | |
| Growing measure of my coming | |
| Lose or mend your | |
| Sordid sorry ways | |
| Leave you rubble of my days | |
| Oh, I' m afraid. | |
| So tired, chilled to fear, not sure, question cause | |
| Make the cure, oh no, ' cross the midnight wire | |
| Rushin' up | |
| Brushin' up | |
| Crushing up | |
| Hushin' up | |
| Pickin' up | |
| Mixin' up | |
| It' s enough | |
| Fixin' up | |
| Ducking the issue of the midnight wire | |
| Who' s that callin' from the midnight choir? | |
| who' s that fallin' from the midnight wire? | |
| Who' s crawlin' from the burnedout fire? | |
| Oh, save my soul from the midnight wire! |
| zuò cí : Tager, Way | |
| Oh, what do you know of drownin'? | |
| Off the midnight wire? | |
| I don' t know what came over me, | |
| I came across burned desire. | |
| Fidgetin' through madness, | |
| Spilled the guilt and ditched the blame. | |
| Dyin' while I' m livin', ritual dyin' on the stage. | |
| Who' s that callin' from the midnight choir? | |
| who' s that fallin' from the midnight wire? | |
| Who' s crawlin' from the burnedout fire? | |
| Oh, save my soul from the midnight wire! | |
| Alone and riddled with need, I feel the gaze | |
| Of crowded, shooting skies whilst smoothing the place. | |
| To soothe my fire safe across the midnight wire, | |
| Oh, alone, The storms of night play havoc with my soul. | |
| Who' s that callin', etc. | |
| Oh, it used to be I' d shatter up and splinter through the frame. | |
| I' d look into the mirror through a rose bouquet. | |
| Waitin', wantin', livin' for the moment of release, | |
| Found myself all on fire, | |
| Tried to jump the midnight wire. | |
| Who' s that callin' from the midnight choir? | |
| who' s that fallin' from the midnight wire? | |
| Who' s crawlin' from the burnedout fire? | |
| Oh, save my soul from the midnight wire! | |
| Flash of light, then gone, | |
| Spark of life, then out. | |
| How much numb | |
| How long dumb | |
| Growing measure of my coming | |
| Lose or mend your | |
| Sordid sorry ways | |
| Leave you rubble of my days | |
| Oh, I' m afraid. | |
| So tired, chilled to fear, not sure, question cause | |
| Make the cure, oh no, ' cross the midnight wire | |
| Rushin' up | |
| Brushin' up | |
| Crushing up | |
| Hushin' up | |
| Pickin' up | |
| Mixin' up | |
| It' s enough | |
| Fixin' up | |
| Ducking the issue of the midnight wire | |
| Who' s that callin' from the midnight choir? | |
| who' s that fallin' from the midnight wire? | |
| Who' s crawlin' from the burnedout fire? | |
| Oh, save my soul from the midnight wire! |