制作人 : Ben Cooper the sweat cuts rivers in the dust on your face while the wheels beneath complain the wind still whistles through the haze the sun shines like a razorblade and the bones of crops and banknotes pave the way the highways are lined with graves like the fingernail of giants like blood pulled through a vein we rush the west in slience and i am not the one you wanted here but i will fill my post heaven's touch is often out of reach to those who want it most you were a rose from yesterday like the world is green and over grown and i wear a handerchief around my mouth to keep the dust and ashes out i dream a glass of water with u dreaming of the sea and i watch my feet and you would watch the sky and we would wonder why our eyes no longer meet it was hard to call the thing we saw a strom like it had climbed from the pages of some novel and the sheets of dust hit everything like weaves against the rocks it was morning but i'd be damned if i could tell and u would hold my hand and close your eyes and i didn't mind when hell bears its teeth you learn your place and this god forsaken sun could be the moon for all it provide eyes are on the road before it dissappears again 龙乱弹到此一游
[00:00.000] 制作人 : Ben Cooper [00:18.09]the sweat cuts rivers in the dust [00:23.93]on your face [00:26.62]while the wheels beneath complain [00:29.65]the wind still whistles through the haze [00:37.71]the sun shines like a razorblade [00:40.93]and the bones of crops and banknotes pave the way [01:37.19]the highways are lined with graves [01:41.48]like the fingernail of giants [01:45.86]like blood pulled through a vein [01:50.24]we rush the west in slience [01:54.24]and i am not the one you wanted here [01:58.70]but i will fill my post [02:03.28]heaven's touch is often out of reach to those who want it most [02:12.23]you were a rose from yesterday like the world is green and over grown [02:21.05]and i wear a handerchief around my mouth to keep the dust and ashes out [02:30.29]i dream a glass of water with u dreaming of the sea [02:38.56]and i watch my feet [02:39.97]and you would watch the sky [02:42.23]and we would wonder why our eyes no longer meet [03:09.75]it was hard to call the thing we saw a strom like it had climbed from the pages of some novel [03:19.42]and the sheets of dust hit everything like weaves against the rocks [03:25.72]it was morning but i'd be damned if i could tell [03:31.60]and u would hold my hand and close your eyes [03:35.96]and i didn't mind [03:40.64]when hell bears its teeth you learn your place [03:47.25]and this god forsaken sun could be the moon for all it provide [03:56.83]eyes are on the road before it dissappears again [05:08.14]龙乱弹到此一游
