| Song | Dreams of Our Fathers |
| Artist | Dave Matthews Band |
| Album | Everyday |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Ballard, Matthews |
| [00:07.54] | Oh, Im choking, Im choking |
| [00:08.98] | On the smoke from this burning house |
| [00:11.73] | I claw and I scrape |
| [00:13.22] | But I cant seem to get out |
| [00:15.09] | But who then, who is this |
| [00:16.72] | Thats scratching from the ground |
| [00:18.53] | Oh, its my world, too |
| [00:20.09] | But whose gold is this Im digging out? |
| [00:22.83] | When we go, where we go |
| [00:24.07] | When were dead |
| [00:25.02] | Is the verdict still out? |
| [00:26.39] | Do we get into line |
| [00:27.58] | To line up with those long dead now? |
| [00:29.32] | With the muffled tears of sorrow |
| [00:31.51] | Bones underground |
| [00:33.38] | Is this time our time? |
| [00:34.43] | Yes, it is |
| [00:35.25] | Without or with this shadow of doubt |
| [00:36.99] | |
| [00:38.18] | I dont want to wake up |
| [00:40.68] | |
| [00:41.68] | Lost in the dreams of our fathers |
| [00:44.11] | |
| [00:44.93] | Oh, its such a waste child |
| [00:48.61] | To live and die for the dreams of our fathers |
| [00:51.42] | |
| [00:52.41] | Though I must confess, yes |
| [00:56.28] | My view is a wonder about this |
| [00:59.65] | |
| [01:00.21] | This love I possess, love |
| [01:02.83] | |
| [01:03.52] | Must be the dreams of our fathers |
| [01:06.77] | I wanna go, I wanna run |
| [01:08.32] | We turn, so sure someones looking down |
| [01:10.71] | Its haunting me, haunting me |
| [01:12.27] | Leaves us here to get out |
| [01:14.21] | Though I dont believe, I dont believe |
| [01:15.88] | This flavor in my mouth |
| [01:17.64] | Is from my tongue alone |
| [01:18.63] | So bitter I wanna spit it out |
| [01:21.00] | |
| [01:21.51] | I repeat these words |
| [01:22.57] | They come out |
| [01:23.56] | Under the blue light in the sky |
| [01:25.49] | My empty pages are filling up |
| [01:27.37] | With these wicked lies |
| [01:28.80] | But I hear deep in myself |
| [01:30.61] | An echo, an echo |
| [01:31.92] | Of empty, empty emptiness |
| [01:33.11] | Comes up and swells inside |
| [01:36.30] | |
| [01:37.16] | I dont want to wake up |
| [01:40.42] | Lost in the dreams of our fathers |
| [01:43.16] | |
| [01:43.97] | Oh, its such a waste child |
| [01:47.72] | To live and die for the dreams of our fathers |
| [01:50.40] | |
| [01:51.26] | Though I must confess, yes |
| [01:55.45] | My view is a wonder about this |
| [01:58.45] | |
| [01:59.32] | This love I possess, love |
| [02:02.38] | It must be the dreams of our fathers |
| [02:05.63] | Rain on my head |
| [02:11.37] | |
| [02:13.24] | Rain on my head |
| [02:16.55] | |
| [02:20.53] | Rain on me |
| [02:25.47] | |
| [02:26.09] | And then give me air |
| [02:27.90] | Rain on my love |
| [02:30.71] | |
| [02:31.21] | Again and again |
| [02:33.02] | Why cant I dream you away from me? |
| [02:35.76] | Look here, look here |
| [02:36.83] | Bloated, floating |
| [02:37.81] | Go belly down |
| [02:39.01] | Belly up in the water |
| [02:40.43] | But who is this here thats drowned? |
| [02:42.25] | |
| [02:42.99] | We followed a drunken man |
| [02:44.44] | He got us all spinning round |
| [02:46.50] | But its like he swallowed himself |
| [02:48.31] | And didnt leave us a way out |
| [02:50.30] | |
| [02:50.99] | I dont want to wake up |
| [02:53.85] | |
| [02:54.42] | Lost in the dreams of our fathers |
| [02:57.03] | |
| [02:57.85] | Oh, its such a shame child |
| [03:01.53] | To live and die for the dreams of our fathers |
| [03:04.21] | |
| [03:05.78] | Though I must confess, yes |
| [03:09.46] | My view is a wonder about this |
| [03:12.27] | |
| [03:13.01] | This love I possess, love |
| [03:15.69] | |
| [03:16.31] | It must be the dreams of our fathers |
| [03:19.01] | |
| [03:20.44] | This love I possess, love |
| [03:23.24] | |
| [03:23.75] | It must be the dreams of our fathers |
| [03:27.43] | This love I possess, love |
| [03:30.80] | |
| [03:39.04] | It must be the dreams of our fathers |
| [03:41.41] | |
| [03:42.41] | This love I possess, love |
| [03:46.09] | It must be the love of our fathers |
| [03:48.83] | |
| [03:49.57] | The dreams |
| [03:50.52] | The dreams |
| [03:51.27] | The dreams |
| [03:57.87] | |
| [04:04.92] | This love I possess love |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : Ballard, Matthews |
| [00:07.54] | Oh, Im choking, Im choking |
| [00:08.98] | On the smoke from this burning house |
| [00:11.73] | I claw and I scrape |
| [00:13.22] | But I cant seem to get out |
| [00:15.09] | But who then, who is this |
| [00:16.72] | Thats scratching from the ground |
| [00:18.53] | Oh, its my world, too |
| [00:20.09] | But whose gold is this Im digging out? |
| [00:22.83] | When we go, where we go |
| [00:24.07] | When were dead |
| [00:25.02] | Is the verdict still out? |
| [00:26.39] | Do we get into line |
| [00:27.58] | To line up with those long dead now? |
| [00:29.32] | With the muffled tears of sorrow |
| [00:31.51] | Bones underground |
| [00:33.38] | Is this time our time? |
| [00:34.43] | Yes, it is |
| [00:35.25] | Without or with this shadow of doubt |
| [00:36.99] | |
| [00:38.18] | I dont want to wake up |
| [00:40.68] | |
| [00:41.68] | Lost in the dreams of our fathers |
| [00:44.11] | |
| [00:44.93] | Oh, its such a waste child |
| [00:48.61] | To live and die for the dreams of our fathers |
| [00:51.42] | |
| [00:52.41] | Though I must confess, yes |
| [00:56.28] | My view is a wonder about this |
| [00:59.65] | |
| [01:00.21] | This love I possess, love |
| [01:02.83] | |
| [01:03.52] | Must be the dreams of our fathers |
| [01:06.77] | I wanna go, I wanna run |
| [01:08.32] | We turn, so sure someones looking down |
| [01:10.71] | Its haunting me, haunting me |
| [01:12.27] | Leaves us here to get out |
| [01:14.21] | Though I dont believe, I dont believe |
| [01:15.88] | This flavor in my mouth |
| [01:17.64] | Is from my tongue alone |
| [01:18.63] | So bitter I wanna spit it out |
| [01:21.00] | |
| [01:21.51] | I repeat these words |
| [01:22.57] | They come out |
| [01:23.56] | Under the blue light in the sky |
| [01:25.49] | My empty pages are filling up |
| [01:27.37] | With these wicked lies |
| [01:28.80] | But I hear deep in myself |
| [01:30.61] | An echo, an echo |
| [01:31.92] | Of empty, empty emptiness |
| [01:33.11] | Comes up and swells inside |
| [01:36.30] | |
| [01:37.16] | I dont want to wake up |
| [01:40.42] | Lost in the dreams of our fathers |
| [01:43.16] | |
| [01:43.97] | Oh, its such a waste child |
| [01:47.72] | To live and die for the dreams of our fathers |
| [01:50.40] | |
| [01:51.26] | Though I must confess, yes |
| [01:55.45] | My view is a wonder about this |
| [01:58.45] | |
| [01:59.32] | This love I possess, love |
| [02:02.38] | It must be the dreams of our fathers |
| [02:05.63] | Rain on my head |
| [02:11.37] | |
| [02:13.24] | Rain on my head |
| [02:16.55] | |
| [02:20.53] | Rain on me |
| [02:25.47] | |
| [02:26.09] | And then give me air |
| [02:27.90] | Rain on my love |
| [02:30.71] | |
| [02:31.21] | Again and again |
| [02:33.02] | Why cant I dream you away from me? |
| [02:35.76] | Look here, look here |
| [02:36.83] | Bloated, floating |
| [02:37.81] | Go belly down |
| [02:39.01] | Belly up in the water |
| [02:40.43] | But who is this here thats drowned? |
| [02:42.25] | |
| [02:42.99] | We followed a drunken man |
| [02:44.44] | He got us all spinning round |
| [02:46.50] | But its like he swallowed himself |
| [02:48.31] | And didnt leave us a way out |
| [02:50.30] | |
| [02:50.99] | I dont want to wake up |
| [02:53.85] | |
| [02:54.42] | Lost in the dreams of our fathers |
| [02:57.03] | |
| [02:57.85] | Oh, its such a shame child |
| [03:01.53] | To live and die for the dreams of our fathers |
| [03:04.21] | |
| [03:05.78] | Though I must confess, yes |
| [03:09.46] | My view is a wonder about this |
| [03:12.27] | |
| [03:13.01] | This love I possess, love |
| [03:15.69] | |
| [03:16.31] | It must be the dreams of our fathers |
| [03:19.01] | |
| [03:20.44] | This love I possess, love |
| [03:23.24] | |
| [03:23.75] | It must be the dreams of our fathers |
| [03:27.43] | This love I possess, love |
| [03:30.80] | |
| [03:39.04] | It must be the dreams of our fathers |
| [03:41.41] | |
| [03:42.41] | This love I possess, love |
| [03:46.09] | It must be the love of our fathers |
| [03:48.83] | |
| [03:49.57] | The dreams |
| [03:50.52] | The dreams |
| [03:51.27] | The dreams |
| [03:57.87] | |
| [04:04.92] | This love I possess love |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Ballard, Matthews |
| [00:07.54] | Oh, Im choking, Im choking |
| [00:08.98] | On the smoke from this burning house |
| [00:11.73] | I claw and I scrape |
| [00:13.22] | But I cant seem to get out |
| [00:15.09] | But who then, who is this |
| [00:16.72] | Thats scratching from the ground |
| [00:18.53] | Oh, its my world, too |
| [00:20.09] | But whose gold is this Im digging out? |
| [00:22.83] | When we go, where we go |
| [00:24.07] | When were dead |
| [00:25.02] | Is the verdict still out? |
| [00:26.39] | Do we get into line |
| [00:27.58] | To line up with those long dead now? |
| [00:29.32] | With the muffled tears of sorrow |
| [00:31.51] | Bones underground |
| [00:33.38] | Is this time our time? |
| [00:34.43] | Yes, it is |
| [00:35.25] | Without or with this shadow of doubt |
| [00:36.99] | |
| [00:38.18] | I dont want to wake up |
| [00:40.68] | |
| [00:41.68] | Lost in the dreams of our fathers |
| [00:44.11] | |
| [00:44.93] | Oh, its such a waste child |
| [00:48.61] | To live and die for the dreams of our fathers |
| [00:51.42] | |
| [00:52.41] | Though I must confess, yes |
| [00:56.28] | My view is a wonder about this |
| [00:59.65] | |
| [01:00.21] | This love I possess, love |
| [01:02.83] | |
| [01:03.52] | Must be the dreams of our fathers |
| [01:06.77] | I wanna go, I wanna run |
| [01:08.32] | We turn, so sure someones looking down |
| [01:10.71] | Its haunting me, haunting me |
| [01:12.27] | Leaves us here to get out |
| [01:14.21] | Though I dont believe, I dont believe |
| [01:15.88] | This flavor in my mouth |
| [01:17.64] | Is from my tongue alone |
| [01:18.63] | So bitter I wanna spit it out |
| [01:21.00] | |
| [01:21.51] | I repeat these words |
| [01:22.57] | They come out |
| [01:23.56] | Under the blue light in the sky |
| [01:25.49] | My empty pages are filling up |
| [01:27.37] | With these wicked lies |
| [01:28.80] | But I hear deep in myself |
| [01:30.61] | An echo, an echo |
| [01:31.92] | Of empty, empty emptiness |
| [01:33.11] | Comes up and swells inside |
| [01:36.30] | |
| [01:37.16] | I dont want to wake up |
| [01:40.42] | Lost in the dreams of our fathers |
| [01:43.16] | |
| [01:43.97] | Oh, its such a waste child |
| [01:47.72] | To live and die for the dreams of our fathers |
| [01:50.40] | |
| [01:51.26] | Though I must confess, yes |
| [01:55.45] | My view is a wonder about this |
| [01:58.45] | |
| [01:59.32] | This love I possess, love |
| [02:02.38] | It must be the dreams of our fathers |
| [02:05.63] | Rain on my head |
| [02:11.37] | |
| [02:13.24] | Rain on my head |
| [02:16.55] | |
| [02:20.53] | Rain on me |
| [02:25.47] | |
| [02:26.09] | And then give me air |
| [02:27.90] | Rain on my love |
| [02:30.71] | |
| [02:31.21] | Again and again |
| [02:33.02] | Why cant I dream you away from me? |
| [02:35.76] | Look here, look here |
| [02:36.83] | Bloated, floating |
| [02:37.81] | Go belly down |
| [02:39.01] | Belly up in the water |
| [02:40.43] | But who is this here thats drowned? |
| [02:42.25] | |
| [02:42.99] | We followed a drunken man |
| [02:44.44] | He got us all spinning round |
| [02:46.50] | But its like he swallowed himself |
| [02:48.31] | And didnt leave us a way out |
| [02:50.30] | |
| [02:50.99] | I dont want to wake up |
| [02:53.85] | |
| [02:54.42] | Lost in the dreams of our fathers |
| [02:57.03] | |
| [02:57.85] | Oh, its such a shame child |
| [03:01.53] | To live and die for the dreams of our fathers |
| [03:04.21] | |
| [03:05.78] | Though I must confess, yes |
| [03:09.46] | My view is a wonder about this |
| [03:12.27] | |
| [03:13.01] | This love I possess, love |
| [03:15.69] | |
| [03:16.31] | It must be the dreams of our fathers |
| [03:19.01] | |
| [03:20.44] | This love I possess, love |
| [03:23.24] | |
| [03:23.75] | It must be the dreams of our fathers |
| [03:27.43] | This love I possess, love |
| [03:30.80] | |
| [03:39.04] | It must be the dreams of our fathers |
| [03:41.41] | |
| [03:42.41] | This love I possess, love |
| [03:46.09] | It must be the love of our fathers |
| [03:48.83] | |
| [03:49.57] | The dreams |
| [03:50.52] | The dreams |
| [03:51.27] | The dreams |
| [03:57.87] | |
| [04:04.92] | This love I possess love |