作词 : Coomes I know the Ether can never claim the Earth. Atmospheric gasses cannot remain with dirt. We purchase pleasure, pay for it with hurt And we rarely get our money's worth. See how we grasp at the stars? They're so far away, you can't even see what's right in front of you. Flesh wounds heal; broken bones mend But you're not my friend - I never want to see you again.
作词 : Coomes I know the Ether can never claim the Earth. Atmospheric gasses cannot remain with dirt. We purchase pleasure, pay for it with hurt And we rarely get our money's worth. See how we grasp at the stars? They're so far away, you can't even see what's right in front of you. Flesh wounds heal; broken bones mend But you're not my friend - I never want to see you again.
