作词 : Jase Worder 作曲 : Jase Worder I drink too much It feels so rough But I can’t get it out of touch and I try to wind my eyes close down and make myself a hush 9pm on the clock The street lightened up I run down the road to hunt all the tiny breath that would feel your sounds to make me close enough There are lions on the purple colud. (they look so quiet down.) The dears are running to their house. (they want to clear the doubt.) The pretty birds are falling down, they look so tired out, maybe they’re all some how. I feel you, imagine you. I couldn’t hear my thought. It’s looks so real, the daffodils. You make it all alive. Cause’ love is high.
作词 : Jase Worder 作曲 : Jase Worder I drink too much It feels so rough But I can’t get it out of touch and I try to wind my eyes close down and make myself a hush 9pm on the clock The street lightened up I run down the road to hunt all the tiny breath that would feel your sounds to make me close enough There are lions on the purple colud. (they look so quiet down.) The dears are running to their house. (they want to clear the doubt.) The pretty birds are falling down, they look so tired out, maybe they’re all some how. I feel you, imagine you. I couldn’t hear my thought. It’s looks so real, the daffodils. You make it all alive. Cause’ love is high.
