Wastelands Lyrics
| Song | Wastelands |
| Artist | Suede |
| Album | The Blue Hour |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : Brett Anderson/Richard Oakes |
| [00:17.406] | I watch you drift away |
| [00:22.053] | Around the room in that dress |
| [00:26.317] | The jewels on your bracelets |
| [00:30.598] | I've seen their best |
| [00:34.285] | I watch the sweat fall |
| [00:38.479] | Against your clothes |
| [00:43.313] | I've seen the look on the faces |
| [00:47.502] | I think they know |
| [00:50.550] | That the clock is ticking away |
| [00:55.462] | And the wind is calling us |
| [00:59.750] | And the pleasantries will chain us |
| [01:04.525] | No more |
| [01:08.199] | When it all is much too much? |
| [01:12.502] | We'll run to the wastelands |
| [01:16.717] | Where the snow is all there is |
| [01:20.991] | And words sound different |
| [01:25.255] | When it all is much too much? |
| [01:29.490] | Meet me in the wastelands |
| [01:33.723] | Where the fear will fade away |
| [01:37.949] | Where the children in us play |
| [01:44.454] | I walk the smoky room |
| [01:48.608] | And stumble into you |
| [01:53.442] | The chattering of their faces |
| [01:57.321] | Says nothing new |
| [02:01.378] | But the clock is ticking away |
| [02:05.533] | And the wind is calling us |
| [02:09.805] | And the way you make your exit |
| [02:14.672] | There are no words |
| [02:18.309] | Would it hurt us much too much? |
| [02:22.726] | We'll run to the wastelands |
| [02:26.808] | At the car beside the road |
| [02:31.038] | And taking shelter |
| [02:35.302] | Would it hurt us much too much? |
| [02:39.593] | Meet me in the wastelands |
| [02:43.825] | Where the heart will slowly face |
| [02:48.013] | Where the children in us play |
| [03:30.560] | When the world is much too much |
| [03:34.830] | We'll run to the wastelands |
| [03:39.013] | Leave footprints in the snow |
| [03:43.221] | Till our ties are severed |
| [03:47.493] | When it hurts us too much to much |
| [03:52.255] | Meet me in the wastelands |
| [03:56.303] | Make a chain of flowers |
| [04:00.286] | Like our ties are severed |
| [04:04.518] | When the world is much too much |
| [04:08.830] | Meet me in the wastelands |
| [04:13.055] | At the car beside the road |
| [04:17.261] | And taking shelter |
| [04:21.550] | When the world is much too much |
| [04:25.373] | Meet me there in the wastelands |
| [04:29.969] | And the wind is on our face |
| [04:34.254] | And our veins are opened |
| [04:38.492] | When the world is much too much |
| [04:42.334] | Meet me in the wastelands |
| [04:46.944] | Make a chain of flowers |
| [04:51.205] | And the children in us play |
| [05:09.143] | The sky was steely |
| [05:10.745] | The countryside was bare |
| [05:15.791] | Twigs crackled under Mole's feet |
| [05:19.543] | Mole was alone |
| [05:22.452] | And far from help |
| [05:24.457] | And night was closing in |
| [00:00.000] | zuo qu : Brett Anderson Richard Oakes |
| [00:17.406] | I watch you drift away |
| [00:22.053] | Around the room in that dress |
| [00:26.317] | The jewels on your bracelets |
| [00:30.598] | I' ve seen their best |
| [00:34.285] | I watch the sweat fall |
| [00:38.479] | Against your clothes |
| [00:43.313] | I' ve seen the look on the faces |
| [00:47.502] | I think they know |
| [00:50.550] | That the clock is ticking away |
| [00:55.462] | And the wind is calling us |
| [00:59.750] | And the pleasantries will chain us |
| [01:04.525] | No more |
| [01:08.199] | When it all is much too much? |
| [01:12.502] | We' ll run to the wastelands |
| [01:16.717] | Where the snow is all there is |
| [01:20.991] | And words sound different |
| [01:25.255] | When it all is much too much? |
| [01:29.490] | Meet me in the wastelands |
| [01:33.723] | Where the fear will fade away |
| [01:37.949] | Where the children in us play |
| [01:44.454] | I walk the smoky room |
| [01:48.608] | And stumble into you |
| [01:53.442] | The chattering of their faces |
| [01:57.321] | Says nothing new |
| [02:01.378] | But the clock is ticking away |
| [02:05.533] | And the wind is calling us |
| [02:09.805] | And the way you make your exit |
| [02:14.672] | There are no words |
| [02:18.309] | Would it hurt us much too much? |
| [02:22.726] | We' ll run to the wastelands |
| [02:26.808] | At the car beside the road |
| [02:31.038] | And taking shelter |
| [02:35.302] | Would it hurt us much too much? |
| [02:39.593] | Meet me in the wastelands |
| [02:43.825] | Where the heart will slowly face |
| [02:48.013] | Where the children in us play |
| [03:30.560] | When the world is much too much |
| [03:34.830] | We' ll run to the wastelands |
| [03:39.013] | Leave footprints in the snow |
| [03:43.221] | Till our ties are severed |
| [03:47.493] | When it hurts us too much to much |
| [03:52.255] | Meet me in the wastelands |
| [03:56.303] | Make a chain of flowers |
| [04:00.286] | Like our ties are severed |
| [04:04.518] | When the world is much too much |
| [04:08.830] | Meet me in the wastelands |
| [04:13.055] | At the car beside the road |
| [04:17.261] | And taking shelter |
| [04:21.550] | When the world is much too much |
| [04:25.373] | Meet me there in the wastelands |
| [04:29.969] | And the wind is on our face |
| [04:34.254] | And our veins are opened |
| [04:38.492] | When the world is much too much |
| [04:42.334] | Meet me in the wastelands |
| [04:46.944] | Make a chain of flowers |
| [04:51.205] | And the children in us play |
| [05:09.143] | The sky was steely |
| [05:10.745] | The countryside was bare |
| [05:15.791] | Twigs crackled under Mole' s feet |
| [05:19.543] | Mole was alone |
| [05:22.452] | And far from help |
| [05:24.457] | And night was closing in |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Brett Anderson Richard Oakes |
| [00:17.406] | I watch you drift away |
| [00:22.053] | Around the room in that dress |
| [00:26.317] | The jewels on your bracelets |
| [00:30.598] | I' ve seen their best |
| [00:34.285] | I watch the sweat fall |
| [00:38.479] | Against your clothes |
| [00:43.313] | I' ve seen the look on the faces |
| [00:47.502] | I think they know |
| [00:50.550] | That the clock is ticking away |
| [00:55.462] | And the wind is calling us |
| [00:59.750] | And the pleasantries will chain us |
| [01:04.525] | No more |
| [01:08.199] | When it all is much too much? |
| [01:12.502] | We' ll run to the wastelands |
| [01:16.717] | Where the snow is all there is |
| [01:20.991] | And words sound different |
| [01:25.255] | When it all is much too much? |
| [01:29.490] | Meet me in the wastelands |
| [01:33.723] | Where the fear will fade away |
| [01:37.949] | Where the children in us play |
| [01:44.454] | I walk the smoky room |
| [01:48.608] | And stumble into you |
| [01:53.442] | The chattering of their faces |
| [01:57.321] | Says nothing new |
| [02:01.378] | But the clock is ticking away |
| [02:05.533] | And the wind is calling us |
| [02:09.805] | And the way you make your exit |
| [02:14.672] | There are no words |
| [02:18.309] | Would it hurt us much too much? |
| [02:22.726] | We' ll run to the wastelands |
| [02:26.808] | At the car beside the road |
| [02:31.038] | And taking shelter |
| [02:35.302] | Would it hurt us much too much? |
| [02:39.593] | Meet me in the wastelands |
| [02:43.825] | Where the heart will slowly face |
| [02:48.013] | Where the children in us play |
| [03:30.560] | When the world is much too much |
| [03:34.830] | We' ll run to the wastelands |
| [03:39.013] | Leave footprints in the snow |
| [03:43.221] | Till our ties are severed |
| [03:47.493] | When it hurts us too much to much |
| [03:52.255] | Meet me in the wastelands |
| [03:56.303] | Make a chain of flowers |
| [04:00.286] | Like our ties are severed |
| [04:04.518] | When the world is much too much |
| [04:08.830] | Meet me in the wastelands |
| [04:13.055] | At the car beside the road |
| [04:17.261] | And taking shelter |
| [04:21.550] | When the world is much too much |
| [04:25.373] | Meet me there in the wastelands |
| [04:29.969] | And the wind is on our face |
| [04:34.254] | And our veins are opened |
| [04:38.492] | When the world is much too much |
| [04:42.334] | Meet me in the wastelands |
| [04:46.944] | Make a chain of flowers |
| [04:51.205] | And the children in us play |
| [05:09.143] | The sky was steely |
| [05:10.745] | The countryside was bare |
| [05:15.791] | Twigs crackled under Mole' s feet |
| [05:19.543] | Mole was alone |
| [05:22.452] | And far from help |
| [05:24.457] | And night was closing in |
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