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Shoulders

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  • 作词 : Kathryn Williams/Neil MacColl
    作曲 : Kathryn Williams/Neil MacColl
    Shoulders lean on a wall
    Shadow a doorway
    To nowhere at all
    The sky has no surface
    So you look at the floor
    Eyes tire out when
    You're searching for more
    The crook of your shoulder
    is where I belong
    The crook of your shoulder
    is where I belong
    The crook of your shoulder
    Like a fancy domed clock
    Moves the sky over time
    Looking behind me when
    you're only in my mind
    Searching is endless
    When there's nothing to find
    Someone brushed past me
    My name shouted out
    The voice in my head when
    I'm walking about
    Endlessly searching
    To figure it out
    The crook of your shoulder
    is where I belong
    The crook of your shoulder
    is where I belong
    The crook of your shoulder
    Like a fancy domed clock
    Moves the sky over time
    Looking behind me when
    you're only in my mind
    Searching is endless
    When there's nothing to find
    Like a fancy domed clock
    The sky is a circle
    Days are repeated
    Around over time
    Instead of beginnings
    The clock ticks
    on and through
    And through and
    through and through
    And through and
    through and through
  • 作词 : Kathryn Williams/Neil MacColl
    作曲 : Kathryn Williams/Neil MacColl
    Shoulders lean on a wall
    Shadow a doorway
    To nowhere at all
    The sky has no surface
    So you look at the floor
    Eyes tire out when
    You're searching for more
    The crook of your shoulder
    is where I belong
    The crook of your shoulder
    is where I belong
    The crook of your shoulder
    Like a fancy domed clock
    Moves the sky over time
    Looking behind me when
    you're only in my mind
    Searching is endless
    When there's nothing to find
    Someone brushed past me
    My name shouted out
    The voice in my head when
    I'm walking about
    Endlessly searching
    To figure it out
    The crook of your shoulder
    is where I belong
    The crook of your shoulder
    is where I belong
    The crook of your shoulder
    Like a fancy domed clock
    Moves the sky over time
    Looking behind me when
    you're only in my mind
    Searching is endless
    When there's nothing to find
    Like a fancy domed clock
    The sky is a circle
    Days are repeated
    Around over time
    Instead of beginnings
    The clock ticks
    on and through
    And through and
    through and through
    And through and
    through and through