Cymbals Eat Guitars - Some Trees歌词
下载《Some Trees文本歌词》Cymbals Eat Guitars - Some Trees (Merritt Moon)
And now a road connects the cul-de-sac
To the adjacent development
But there used to be trees stretching back
And there was no way through
And I was thankful for the mystery
But by the time that girl had hanged herself
I could have looked out my back window
And watched her neck just snap
Baseball field lights that shine
Over the shedding pine
Each bulb's a blinding sphere
In the secular nation
Unhurried sirens moan
Pitches that glaze my eyes
She's just a pale fleshy typewriter-light advertisement for a wind chime
that emits rays which resonate in the polluted sky
All entrances to the
Merritt blocked off I mean
I'd love to believe that death's
Just the beginning as the
Shutters fly open and the
Breeze gives me pause
I know what's out there
morning phone calls silence and resentment
And now a road connects the cul-de-sac
To the adjacent development
But there used to be trees stretching back
And there was no way through
And I was thankful for the mystery
But by the time that girl had hanged herself
I could have looked out my back window
And watched her neck just snap
Baseball field lights that shine
Over the shedding pine
Each bulb's a blinding sphere
In the secular nation
Unhurried sirens moan
Pitches that glaze my eyes
She's just a pale fleshy typewriter-light advertisement for a wind chime
that emits rays which resonate in the polluted sky
All entrances to the
Merritt blocked off I mean
I'd love to believe that death's
Just the beginning as the
Shutters fly open and the
Breeze gives me pause
I know what's out there
morning phone calls silence and resentment
Some TreesLRC歌词
下载《Some TreesLRC歌词》[ti:Some Trees (Merritt Moon)] [ar:Cymbals Eat Guitars] [al:Why There Are Mountains] [00:02.00]Cymbals Eat Guitars - Some Trees (Merritt Moon) [00:07.00] [00:36.52]And now a road connects the cul-de-sac [00:42.48]To the adjacent development [00:45.53]But there used to be trees stretching back [00:49.94]And there was no way through [00:52.16] [00:52.91]And I was thankful for the mystery [00:57.59]But by the time that girl had hanged herself [01:00.74]I could have looked out my back window [01:05.50]And watched her neck just snap [01:08.82] [01:09.55]Baseball field lights that shine [01:11.26]Over the shedding pine [01:12.84]Each bulb's a blinding sphere [01:14.55]In the secular nation [01:16.10]Unhurried sirens moan [01:17.64]Pitches that glaze my eyes [01:19.28]She's just a pale fleshy typewriter-light advertisement for a wind chime [01:25.58]that emits rays which resonate in the polluted sky [01:29.54] [01:56.67]All entrances to the [01:59.90]Merritt blocked off I mean [02:01.43]I'd love to believe that death's [02:02.97]Just the beginning as the [02:04.44]Shutters fly open and the [02:05.92]Breeze gives me pause [02:07.42]I know what's out there [02:10.87]morning phone calls silence and resentment [02:13.67]and craters a new moon built in a line [02:17.59]