Song | Lost Chances |
Artist | Hawkwind |
Album | Sonic Attack |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Brock, Moorcock | |
Crystal evenings, long ago, twisted winds and weeping snow | |
We missed a turning in the past, is there anything that can last | |
The race is run, the time is right, get out your gun | |
It's time to fight | |
And all our dreams just turn to dust, look to the future | |
Forget the past | |
Mistakes you've made can't be redeemed, they are made because you dreamed a dream | |
Honest sunsets turn to paint, the lie you tell becomes a taint | |
The house you built reverts to dust, the sword you held it turns to rust | |
The lies you tell destroy your will, the price you paid you're paying still | |
And the rocks in the river grow higher and higher | |
As the water gets lower and lower | |
There are ghosts in our lives that will not fade | |
There are ghosts in our lives that will not fade, until we've paid |
zuo ci : Brock, Moorcock | |
Crystal evenings, long ago, twisted winds and weeping snow | |
We missed a turning in the past, is there anything that can last | |
The race is run, the time is right, get out your gun | |
It' s time to fight | |
And all our dreams just turn to dust, look to the future | |
Forget the past | |
Mistakes you' ve made can' t be redeemed, they are made because you dreamed a dream | |
Honest sunsets turn to paint, the lie you tell becomes a taint | |
The house you built reverts to dust, the sword you held it turns to rust | |
The lies you tell destroy your will, the price you paid you' re paying still | |
And the rocks in the river grow higher and higher | |
As the water gets lower and lower | |
There are ghosts in our lives that will not fade | |
There are ghosts in our lives that will not fade, until we' ve paid |
zuò cí : Brock, Moorcock | |
Crystal evenings, long ago, twisted winds and weeping snow | |
We missed a turning in the past, is there anything that can last | |
The race is run, the time is right, get out your gun | |
It' s time to fight | |
And all our dreams just turn to dust, look to the future | |
Forget the past | |
Mistakes you' ve made can' t be redeemed, they are made because you dreamed a dream | |
Honest sunsets turn to paint, the lie you tell becomes a taint | |
The house you built reverts to dust, the sword you held it turns to rust | |
The lies you tell destroy your will, the price you paid you' re paying still | |
And the rocks in the river grow higher and higher | |
As the water gets lower and lower | |
There are ghosts in our lives that will not fade | |
There are ghosts in our lives that will not fade, until we' ve paid |