作词 : Case Specters move like pilot flames Their widows toast It's Saint-Angel
Better times collide with now The tears were warm I feel them still
They'll heat to vapor and disperse
And cloud our eyes with weary glaze
You raise your glass and may exclaim "Ill put my hands on the truth by God "
But its faster love than you and me
Faster than the speed of gravity
That's how it catches you from falling
And how it always always always slips away
Specters move like pilot flames Their widows toast It's Saint-Angel
And better times collide with now And better times
And better times are coming still
[00:00.000] 作词 : Case [00:08.62]Specters move like pilot flames [00:11.56]Their widows toast [00:13.34]It's Saint-Angel [00:14.77] [00:17.40]Better times collide with now [00:20.24]The tears were warm [00:22.11]I feel them still [00:23.47] [00:25.90]They'll heat to vapor and disperse [00:29.65] [00:31.45]And cloud our eyes with weary glaze [00:35.32] [00:37.19]You raise your glass and may exclaim [00:40.93]"Ill put my hands on the truth by God " [00:45.71] [00:46.64]But its faster love than you and me [00:50.01] [00:50.70]Faster than the speed of gravity [00:55.19] [00:59.38]That's how it catches you from falling [01:04.49] [01:06.12]And how it always always always slips away [01:10.61] [01:13.41]Specters move like pilot flames [01:16.66]Their widows toast [01:18.35]It's Saint-Angel [01:19.85] [01:22.60]And better times collide with now [01:25.72]And better times [01:26.77] [01:28.83]And better times are coming still
