Man of a Thousand Faces

[00:00.00]	作词 : SPEKTOR, REGINA
[00:18.63]	The man of a thousand faces
[00:25.19]	Sits down at the table
[00:29.78]	Eats a small lump of sugar
[00:35.22]	And smiles at the moon like he knows her
[00:40.92]	He begins his quiet ascension
[00:47.42]	Without anyone's steady instruction
[00:52.98]	To a place of no religion
[00:58.27]	He's found a path to her likeness
[01:05.23]	His words are quiet like stains are
[01:10.22]	On a tablecloth washed in a river
[01:15.82]	Stains that are trying to cover
[01:20.57]	For each other
[01:23.89]	Or at least blend in with the pattern
[01:31.60]	Good is better than perfect
[01:36.55]	Scrub till your fingers are bleeding
[01:42.50]	And I'm crying for things
[01:46.63]	I tell others to do without crying
[01:53.74]	He used to go to his favorite bookstores
[01:59.04]	And rip out his favorite pages
[02:04.68]	Stuff em into his breast pockets
[02:09.57]	The moon to him was a stranger
[02:16.93]	Now he sits down at a table
[02:22.48]	Right next to the window
[02:28.28]	Begins his quiet ascension
[02:32.47]	Without anyone's sturdy instruction
[02:39.53]	To a place of no religion
[02:45.48]	Found a path to her likeness
[02:50.87]	He eats a small lump of sugar
[02:55.81]	Smiles at the moon like he knows her

[00:00.00]	zuò cí : SPEKTOR, REGINA
[00:18.63]	The man of a thousand faces
[00:25.19]	Sits down at the table
[00:29.78]	Eats a small lump of sugar
[00:35.22]	And smiles at the moon like he knows her
[00:40.92]	He begins his quiet ascension
[00:47.42]	Without anyone' s steady instruction
[00:52.98]	To a place of no religion
[00:58.27]	He' s found a path to her likeness
[01:05.23]	His words are quiet like stains are
[01:10.22]	On a tablecloth washed in a river
[01:15.82]	Stains that are trying to cover
[01:20.57]	For each other
[01:23.89]	Or at least blend in with the pattern
[01:31.60]	Good is better than perfect
[01:36.55]	Scrub till your fingers are bleeding
[01:42.50]	And I' m crying for things
[01:46.63]	I tell others to do without crying
[01:53.74]	He used to go to his favorite bookstores
[01:59.04]	And rip out his favorite pages
[02:04.68]	Stuff em into his breast pockets
[02:09.57]	The moon to him was a stranger
[02:16.93]	Now he sits down at a table
[02:22.48]	Right next to the window
[02:28.28]	Begins his quiet ascension
[02:32.47]	Without anyone' s sturdy instruction
[02:39.53]	To a place of no religion
[02:45.48]	Found a path to her likeness
[02:50.87]	He eats a small lump of sugar
[02:55.81]	Smiles at the moon like he knows her