作词 : SPEKTOR, REGINA The man of a thousand faces Sits down at the table Eats a small lump of sugar And smiles at the moon like he knows her He begins his quiet ascension Without anyone's steady instruction To a place of no religion He's found a path to her likeness His words are quiet like stains are On a tablecloth washed in a river Stains that are trying to cover For each other Or at least blend in with the pattern Good is better than perfect Scrub till your fingers are bleeding And I'm crying for things I tell others to do without crying He used to go to his favorite bookstores And rip out his favorite pages Stuff em into his breast pockets The moon to him was a stranger Now he sits down at a table Right next to the window Begins his quiet ascension Without anyone's sturdy instruction To a place of no religion Found a path to her likeness He eats a small lump of sugar Smiles at the moon like he knows her
[00:00.000] 作词 : SPEKTOR, REGINA [00:18.63]The man of a thousand faces [00:25.19]Sits down at the table [00:29.78]Eats a small lump of sugar [00:35.22]And smiles at the moon like he knows her [00:40.92]He begins his quiet ascension [00:47.42]Without anyone's steady instruction [00:52.98]To a place of no religion [00:58.27]He's found a path to her likeness [01:05.23]His words are quiet like stains are [01:10.22]On a tablecloth washed in a river [01:15.82]Stains that are trying to cover [01:20.57]For each other [01:23.89]Or at least blend in with the pattern [01:31.60]Good is better than perfect [01:36.55]Scrub till your fingers are bleeding [01:42.50]And I'm crying for things [01:46.63]I tell others to do without crying [01:53.74]He used to go to his favorite bookstores [01:59.04]And rip out his favorite pages [02:04.68]Stuff em into his breast pockets [02:09.57]The moon to him was a stranger [02:16.93]Now he sits down at a table [02:22.48]Right next to the window [02:28.28]Begins his quiet ascension [02:32.47]Without anyone's sturdy instruction [02:39.53]To a place of no religion [02:45.48]Found a path to her likeness [02:50.87]He eats a small lump of sugar [02:55.81]Smiles at the moon like he knows her