Blackbird Raum - Path of raven歌词
下载《Path of raven文本歌词》Blackbird Raum - Path Of Raven
LRC by lzh, from jiangxi pingxiang
@ www.1ting.com @
my spine a walking cane
my crumbling clothes and broken road
carved with wheel marks in the mud
down the neck of the hills
chased the croak of scavenger birds
street corner to street corning dragging
cast out by the innkeeper go from here
grasp the handle of the pushcart
to drive it across the crowd
how far to throw them so not to know them
a colorless procession
except for the flags they never cease to wave
but when they cross my path I walk the other way
where the magpie sings us a car alarm
pulled up by a starling flock once again
from gathering parchment from the lack bottom
to dry off under the fire escape
in caverns of entrance ways or anywhere there
LRC by lzh, from jiangxi pingxiang
@ www.1ting.com @
my spine a walking cane
my crumbling clothes and broken road
carved with wheel marks in the mud
down the neck of the hills
chased the croak of scavenger birds
street corner to street corning dragging
cast out by the innkeeper go from here
grasp the handle of the pushcart
to drive it across the crowd
how far to throw them so not to know them
a colorless procession
except for the flags they never cease to wave
but when they cross my path I walk the other way
where the magpie sings us a car alarm
pulled up by a starling flock once again
from gathering parchment from the lack bottom
to dry off under the fire escape
in caverns of entrance ways or anywhere there
Path of ravenLRC歌词
下载《Path of ravenLRC歌词》[ti:Path Of Raven] [ar:Blackbird Raum] [al:Under The Starling Host] [by:李泽昊] [00:02.00]Blackbird Raum - Path Of Raven [00:03.00]LRC by lzh, from jiangxi pingxiang [00:04.00]@ www.1ting.com @ [02:35.91][01:49.88][00:58.56][00:05.00] [00:26.82]my spine a walking cane [00:33.46]my crumbling clothes and broken road [00:39.58]carved with wheel marks in the mud [00:46.08]down the neck of the hills [00:52.25]chased the croak of scavenger birds [01:25.10]street corner to street corning dragging [01:28.81]cast out by the innkeeper go from here [01:33.37]grasp the handle of the pushcart [01:37.89]to drive it across the crowd [01:41.58]how far to throw them so not to know them [01:50.62]a colorless procession [01:54.27]except for the flags they never cease to wave [02:02.12]but when they cross my path I walk the other way [02:07.13]where the magpie sings us a car alarm [02:11.53]pulled up by a starling flock once again [02:15.65]from gathering parchment from the lack bottom [02:19.72]to dry off under the fire escape [02:23.24]in caverns of entrance ways or anywhere there [02:31.41]I'm laying to hide the sleep in rain