| Song | From Debris |
| Artist | matt pond PA |
| Album | Several Arrows Later |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Matt Pond Pa | |
| Your feet upon the snow dear | |
| i knew you could not believe it | |
| there was no time to put shoes on | |
| you were woken to alarms ring | |
| you barely left your blankets | |
| to see your neighbors house on fire | |
| they were standing right beside it | |
| it's difficult believing | |
| when you can't tell what you're seeing. | |
| from debris you and me could start something | |
| from backseats behind the trees won't know one thing | |
| from debris, you and me… | |
| your feet upon the road dear | |
| run between the houses | |
| your arms were filled with water | |
| without the hesitation | |
| to know what your were doing | |
| i think people can be perfect | |
| when they do not think about it | |
| i think people can be perfect | |
| from debris you and me could start something | |
| from backseats behind the trees we'll know thing | |
| from debris you and me | |
| staring at nothing | |
| for hours and hours | |
| run from the evening | |
| run with the water | |
| from debris, you and me... | |
| you're not above it... | |
| you're not below it... |
| zuo qu : Matt Pond Pa | |
| Your feet upon the snow dear | |
| i knew you could not believe it | |
| there was no time to put shoes on | |
| you were woken to alarms ring | |
| you barely left your blankets | |
| to see your neighbors house on fire | |
| they were standing right beside it | |
| it' s difficult believing | |
| when you can' t tell what you' re seeing. | |
| from debris you and me could start something | |
| from backseats behind the trees won' t know one thing | |
| from debris, you and me | |
| your feet upon the road dear | |
| run between the houses | |
| your arms were filled with water | |
| without the hesitation | |
| to know what your were doing | |
| i think people can be perfect | |
| when they do not think about it | |
| i think people can be perfect | |
| from debris you and me could start something | |
| from backseats behind the trees we' ll know thing | |
| from debris you and me | |
| staring at nothing | |
| for hours and hours | |
| run from the evening | |
| run with the water | |
| from debris, you and me... | |
| you' re not above it... | |
| you' re not below it... |
| zuò qǔ : Matt Pond Pa | |
| Your feet upon the snow dear | |
| i knew you could not believe it | |
| there was no time to put shoes on | |
| you were woken to alarms ring | |
| you barely left your blankets | |
| to see your neighbors house on fire | |
| they were standing right beside it | |
| it' s difficult believing | |
| when you can' t tell what you' re seeing. | |
| from debris you and me could start something | |
| from backseats behind the trees won' t know one thing | |
| from debris, you and me | |
| your feet upon the road dear | |
| run between the houses | |
| your arms were filled with water | |
| without the hesitation | |
| to know what your were doing | |
| i think people can be perfect | |
| when they do not think about it | |
| i think people can be perfect | |
| from debris you and me could start something | |
| from backseats behind the trees we' ll know thing | |
| from debris you and me | |
| staring at nothing | |
| for hours and hours | |
| run from the evening | |
| run with the water | |
| from debris, you and me... | |
| you' re not above it... | |
| you' re not below it... |