作曲 : The Decemberists Grace Cathedral hill All wrapped in bones of a setting sun All dust and stone and moribund I paid twenty-five cents To light a little white candle For New Year's DayI sat and watched it burn away Then turned and weaved through slow decay We were both a little hungry So we went to get a hot dog Down the Hyde St. PierThe light was slight and disappeared The air, it stunk of fish and beer We heard a tuba And trumpet play the National Anthem And the world may be long for you But he'll never belong to you But on a motorbike When all the city lights blind your eyes tonight Are you feeling better now? Are you feeling better now? Are you feeling better now? Some way to greet the year Your eyes all bright and brimmed with tears The pilgrims, pills and tourists here all sing"Fifty-three bucks to buy a brand new halo" Sweet on a green eyed girl, all fiery Irish clip and curl, all brine and piss and vinegar I paid twenty-five cents to light a little white candle And the world maybe be long for you But he'll never belong to you But on a motorbike When all the city lights blind your eyes tonight Are you feeling better now? Are you feeling better now? Are you feeling better now? La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la Ooh, la, la, la, la
作曲 : The Decemberists Grace Cathedral hill All wrapped in bones of a setting sun All dust and stone and moribund I paid twenty-five cents To light a little white candle For New Year's DayI sat and watched it burn away Then turned and weaved through slow decay We were both a little hungry So we went to get a hot dog Down the Hyde St. PierThe light was slight and disappeared The air, it stunk of fish and beer We heard a tuba And trumpet play the National Anthem And the world may be long for you But he'll never belong to you But on a motorbike When all the city lights blind your eyes tonight Are you feeling better now? Are you feeling better now? Are you feeling better now? Some way to greet the year Your eyes all bright and brimmed with tears The pilgrims, pills and tourists here all sing"Fifty-three bucks to buy a brand new halo" Sweet on a green eyed girl, all fiery Irish clip and curl, all brine and piss and vinegar I paid twenty-five cents to light a little white candle And the world maybe be long for you But he'll never belong to you But on a motorbike When all the city lights blind your eyes tonight Are you feeling better now? Are you feeling better now? Are you feeling better now? La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la Ooh, la, la, la, la
