| Song | Nudes |
| Artist | Rites of Spring |
| Album | End on End |
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| 作词 : Rites of Spring | |
| I want to talk, like I'm talking to myself | |
| I want to reach, yeah I could be someone else | |
| And when a touch, | |
| When a touch becomes to much | |
| You know, I could be someone else | |
| And I - yeah I know enough not to hope to know | |
| But it's so hard, 'cause the night can fill my eyes | |
| And you give me some distance, | |
| I can get so hard to find | |
| And when a word, when a word cuts in too close | |
| I can always get so hard to find | |
| And I - I know enough | |
| Not to hope to know | |
| It was so clear, to have not been clear at all | |
| I got so far to have come against a wall | |
| The first, the final, no middle | |
| Well it seems so real to me, | |
| To each is own illusions | |
| If I could only believe |
| zuo ci : Rites of Spring | |
| I want to talk, like I' m talking to myself | |
| I want to reach, yeah I could be someone else | |
| And when a touch, | |
| When a touch becomes to much | |
| You know, I could be someone else | |
| And I yeah I know enough not to hope to know | |
| But it' s so hard, ' cause the night can fill my eyes | |
| And you give me some distance, | |
| I can get so hard to find | |
| And when a word, when a word cuts in too close | |
| I can always get so hard to find | |
| And I I know enough | |
| Not to hope to know | |
| It was so clear, to have not been clear at all | |
| I got so far to have come against a wall | |
| The first, the final, no middle | |
| Well it seems so real to me, | |
| To each is own illusions | |
| If I could only believe |
| zuò cí : Rites of Spring | |
| I want to talk, like I' m talking to myself | |
| I want to reach, yeah I could be someone else | |
| And when a touch, | |
| When a touch becomes to much | |
| You know, I could be someone else | |
| And I yeah I know enough not to hope to know | |
| But it' s so hard, ' cause the night can fill my eyes | |
| And you give me some distance, | |
| I can get so hard to find | |
| And when a word, when a word cuts in too close | |
| I can always get so hard to find | |
| And I I know enough | |
| Not to hope to know | |
| It was so clear, to have not been clear at all | |
| I got so far to have come against a wall | |
| The first, the final, no middle | |
| Well it seems so real to me, | |
| To each is own illusions | |
| If I could only believe |