作词 : Justin Deyarmond Edison Vernon 作曲 : Justin Deyarmond Edison Vernon Climb Is all we know When thaw Is not below us No, can't grow up In that iron ground Claire, all too sore for sound Hmm, bet Is hardly shown Scraped Across the foam Like they stole it And, oh, how they hold it Claire, we nearly forfeit I... I'm growing like the quickening hues I... I'm telling darkness from lines on you Over havens fora, full and swollen morass, young habitat (All been living alone) Where the ice snap and the hold clast are known Home We're savage high Come We finally cry Oh, and we done it Because it's right Claire, I was too sore for sight I... we're sewing up through the latchet greens I... un-peel keenness, honey, bean for bean I... Same white pillar tone as with the bone street, sand is thrown where she stashed us at (All been living alone) Where the cracks at in the low part of the stoning Enough of this Give us the grown Give us the grown Give us the grown
[00:00.000] 作词 : Justin Deyarmond Edison Vernon [00:01.000] 作曲 : Justin Deyarmond Edison Vernon [00:39.202]Climb [00:42.504]Is all we know [00:47.853]When thaw [00:55.739]Is not below us [01:00.317]No, can't grow up [01:04.401]In that iron ground [01:12.028]Claire, all too sore for sound [01:22.540]Hmm, bet [01:25.855]Is hardly shown [01:31.196]Scraped [01:38.834]Across the foam [01:43.159]Like they stole it [01:47.233]And, oh, how they hold it [01:54.861]Claire, we nearly forfeit [02:05.738]I... I'm growing like the quickening hues [02:13.122]I... I'm telling darkness from lines on you [02:22.784]Over havens fora, full and swollen morass, young habitat [02:29.915](All been living alone) [02:32.704]Where the ice snap and the hold clast are known [02:56.333]Home [02:59.641]We're savage high [03:03.958]Come [03:12.600]We finally cry [03:17.179]Oh, and we done it [03:20.999]Because it's right [03:28.624]Claire, I was too sore for sight [03:41.289]I... we're sewing up through the latchet greens [03:49.833]I... un-peel keenness, honey, bean for bean [03:56.172]I... Same white pillar tone as with the bone street, sand is thrown where she stashed us at [04:05.075](All been living alone) [04:07.864]Where the cracks at in the low part of the stoning [04:18.524]Enough of this [04:22.076]Give us the grown [04:25.630]Give us the grown [04:31.478]Give us the grown
