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  • 作曲 : Winterpills
    Threshing Machine
    We took a picture together
    We held the camera in front of us
    Your arm was cutting right into the frame
    Your smile was for both of us
    Something about the way we looked that day
    Caught in the act of trying to look away
    From the sight of our hands caught in this threshing machine
    Do you feel like you've seen anything,
    Ever, at all?
    We took a walk on the dykes
    And walked by the proscenium arches
    Paused at the mouth of a rabbit hole
    Stared down and wondered how far did it go
    Something about the way we talked that day
    Caught in the act of trying to look away
    From the sight of our hands caught in this threshing machine
    Do you feel like you've felt anything,
    Ever, at all?
    Try to imagine us in a house
    Try to imagine us in a car
    Try to imagine us staying alive
    And not just hiding away in this bar
    Something about the way you looked today
    Caught in the act of trying to look away
    From the sight of your hands caught in this threshing machine
    Do you feel like you've done anything,
    Ever, at all?
    Do you feel like you've said anything,
    Ever, at all?
  • 作曲 : Winterpills
    Threshing Machine
    We took a picture together
    We held the camera in front of us
    Your arm was cutting right into the frame
    Your smile was for both of us
    Something about the way we looked that day
    Caught in the act of trying to look away
    From the sight of our hands caught in this threshing machine
    Do you feel like you've seen anything,
    Ever, at all?
    We took a walk on the dykes
    And walked by the proscenium arches
    Paused at the mouth of a rabbit hole
    Stared down and wondered how far did it go
    Something about the way we talked that day
    Caught in the act of trying to look away
    From the sight of our hands caught in this threshing machine
    Do you feel like you've felt anything,
    Ever, at all?
    Try to imagine us in a house
    Try to imagine us in a car
    Try to imagine us staying alive
    And not just hiding away in this bar
    Something about the way you looked today
    Caught in the act of trying to look away
    From the sight of your hands caught in this threshing machine
    Do you feel like you've done anything,
    Ever, at all?
    Do you feel like you've said anything,
    Ever, at all?