A Life of Possibilities Lyrics

	作曲 : Dismemberment Plan
	You dig down underground now
	Through the soil, through the cooling clay
	As the din fades above you
	You’re moving
	You’re secret
	You’re nowhere
	It’s all good
	And no lights lead you onwards
	No signs point you on your way
	Just earth in all directions
	It’s endless
	It’s mapless
	No compass
	No north star
	You’re all gone ‘cause they can’t find you
	You’re lost ‘cause they don’t know the way
	They blame themselves they blame each other
	They’re angry
	They’re sorry
	They’re worried
	You don’t care
	The shovels scrape somewhere up there
	They just want to know if you’re
	OK Morse code tapped with hammers
	You hear it
	You know it
	You’re on your way
	Oh, but at some point you’ve gotta come up for air
	You wipe the rocks and mud and dirt out of your hair
	You’re blind and queasy with a growing sense of despair
	You don’t know anyone
	You look around trying to find someone you know
	You put your hand up in the air
	Just kinda wave hello
	But if they do care, oh, they’re not letting it show
	This can’t be new to you
	There’s a feeling coming back
	Connected by a thread
	Pulling at your hands like a spider web
	Like a kite that isn’t there…
	If it’s a life of possibilities
	That pulls you away that claws and tears
	And challenges you to stay, well, then
	If it’s a life of possibilities
	That you’ve gotta live then
	Don’t be surprised when they don’t remember you
	Or simply don’t want to, yea yea yea…

	zuo qu : Dismemberment Plan
	You dig down underground now
	Through the soil, through the cooling clay
	As the din fades above you
	You' re moving
	You' re secret
	You' re nowhere
	It' s all good
	And no lights lead you onwards
	No signs point you on your way
	Just earth in all directions
	It' s endless
	It' s mapless
	No compass
	No north star
	You' re all gone ' cause they can' t find you
	You' re lost ' cause they don' t know the way
	They blame themselves they blame each other
	They' re angry
	They' re sorry
	They' re worried
	You don' t care
	The shovels scrape somewhere up there
	They just want to know if you' re
	OK Morse code tapped with hammers
	You hear it
	You know it
	You' re on your way
	Oh, but at some point you' ve gotta come up for air
	You wipe the rocks and mud and dirt out of your hair
	You' re blind and queasy with a growing sense of despair
	You don' t know anyone
	You look around trying to find someone you know
	You put your hand up in the air
	Just kinda wave hello
	But if they do care, oh, they' re not letting it show
	This can' t be new to you
	There' s a feeling coming back
	Connected by a thread
	Pulling at your hands like a spider web
	Like a kite that isn' t there
	If it' s a life of possibilities
	That pulls you away that claws and tears
	And challenges you to stay, well, then
	If it' s a life of possibilities
	That you' ve gotta live then
	Don' t be surprised when they don' t remember you
	Or simply don' t want to, yea yea yea

	zuò qǔ : Dismemberment Plan
	You dig down underground now
	Through the soil, through the cooling clay
	As the din fades above you
	You' re moving
	You' re secret
	You' re nowhere
	It' s all good
	And no lights lead you onwards
	No signs point you on your way
	Just earth in all directions
	It' s endless
	It' s mapless
	No compass
	No north star
	You' re all gone ' cause they can' t find you
	You' re lost ' cause they don' t know the way
	They blame themselves they blame each other
	They' re angry
	They' re sorry
	They' re worried
	You don' t care
	The shovels scrape somewhere up there
	They just want to know if you' re
	OK Morse code tapped with hammers
	You hear it
	You know it
	You' re on your way
	Oh, but at some point you' ve gotta come up for air
	You wipe the rocks and mud and dirt out of your hair
	You' re blind and queasy with a growing sense of despair
	You don' t know anyone
	You look around trying to find someone you know
	You put your hand up in the air
	Just kinda wave hello
	But if they do care, oh, they' re not letting it show
	This can' t be new to you
	There' s a feeling coming back
	Connected by a thread
	Pulling at your hands like a spider web
	Like a kite that isn' t there
	If it' s a life of possibilities
	That pulls you away that claws and tears
	And challenges you to stay, well, then
	If it' s a life of possibilities
	That you' ve gotta live then
	Don' t be surprised when they don' t remember you
	Or simply don' t want to, yea yea yea

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