Song | Set the Fire to the Third Bar |
Artist | Snow Patrol |
Album | Eyes Open (Deluxe Edition) |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作曲 : Connolly, Lightbody, Quinn ... |
[00:11.130] | I find the map and draw a straight line |
[00:16.880] | Over rivers, farms, and state lines |
[00:21.550] | The distance from here to where you'd be |
[00:26.510] | It's only finger-lengths that I see |
[00:31.270] | I touch the place where I'd find your face |
[00:41.210] | My finger in creases of distant dark places |
[00:51.220] | I hang my coat up in the first bar |
[00:56.400] | There is no peace that I've found so far |
[01:01.300] | The laughter penetrates my silence |
[01:05.950] | As drunken men find flaws in science |
[01:11.380] | Their words mostly noises |
[01:15.290] | Ghosts with just voices |
[01:21.250] | Your words in my memory |
[01:26.290] | Are like music to me |
[01:31.190] | I'm miles from where you are |
[01:35.030] | I lay down on the cold ground |
[01:40.420] | I, I pray that something picks me up |
[01:44.310] | And sets me down in your warm arms |
[01:53.630] | After I have travelled so far |
[01:58.620] | We'd set the fire to the third bar |
[02:02.810] | We'd share each other like an island |
[02:08.490] | Until exhausted, close our eyelids |
[02:13.590] | And dreaming, pick up from |
[02:18.440] | The last place we left off |
[02:23.550] | Your soft skin is weeping |
[02:28.030] | A joy you can't keep in |
[02:33.640] | I'm miles from where you are |
[02:37.120] | I lay down on the cold ground |
[02:42.510] | And I, I pray that something picks me up |
[02:47.110] | and sets me down in your warm arms |
[02:54.110] | And miles from where you are |
[02:57.500] | I lay down on the cold gound |
[03:02.520] | and I, I pray that something picks me up |
[03:08.010] | and sets me down in your warm arms |
[00:00.00] | zuo qu : Connolly, Lightbody, Quinn ... |
[00:11.130] | I find the map and draw a straight line |
[00:16.880] | Over rivers, farms, and state lines |
[00:21.550] | The distance from here to where you' d be |
[00:26.510] | It' s only fingerlengths that I see |
[00:31.270] | I touch the place where I' d find your face |
[00:41.210] | My finger in creases of distant dark places |
[00:51.220] | I hang my coat up in the first bar |
[00:56.400] | There is no peace that I' ve found so far |
[01:01.300] | The laughter penetrates my silence |
[01:05.950] | As drunken men find flaws in science |
[01:11.380] | Their words mostly noises |
[01:15.290] | Ghosts with just voices |
[01:21.250] | Your words in my memory |
[01:26.290] | Are like music to me |
[01:31.190] | I' m miles from where you are |
[01:35.030] | I lay down on the cold ground |
[01:40.420] | I, I pray that something picks me up |
[01:44.310] | And sets me down in your warm arms |
[01:53.630] | After I have travelled so far |
[01:58.620] | We' d set the fire to the third bar |
[02:02.810] | We' d share each other like an island |
[02:08.490] | Until exhausted, close our eyelids |
[02:13.590] | And dreaming, pick up from |
[02:18.440] | The last place we left off |
[02:23.550] | Your soft skin is weeping |
[02:28.030] | A joy you can' t keep in |
[02:33.640] | I' m miles from where you are |
[02:37.120] | I lay down on the cold ground |
[02:42.510] | And I, I pray that something picks me up |
[02:47.110] | and sets me down in your warm arms |
[02:54.110] | And miles from where you are |
[02:57.500] | I lay down on the cold gound |
[03:02.520] | and I, I pray that something picks me up |
[03:08.010] | and sets me down in your warm arms |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Connolly, Lightbody, Quinn ... |
[00:11.130] | I find the map and draw a straight line |
[00:16.880] | Over rivers, farms, and state lines |
[00:21.550] | The distance from here to where you' d be |
[00:26.510] | It' s only fingerlengths that I see |
[00:31.270] | I touch the place where I' d find your face |
[00:41.210] | My finger in creases of distant dark places |
[00:51.220] | I hang my coat up in the first bar |
[00:56.400] | There is no peace that I' ve found so far |
[01:01.300] | The laughter penetrates my silence |
[01:05.950] | As drunken men find flaws in science |
[01:11.380] | Their words mostly noises |
[01:15.290] | Ghosts with just voices |
[01:21.250] | Your words in my memory |
[01:26.290] | Are like music to me |
[01:31.190] | I' m miles from where you are |
[01:35.030] | I lay down on the cold ground |
[01:40.420] | I, I pray that something picks me up |
[01:44.310] | And sets me down in your warm arms |
[01:53.630] | After I have travelled so far |
[01:58.620] | We' d set the fire to the third bar |
[02:02.810] | We' d share each other like an island |
[02:08.490] | Until exhausted, close our eyelids |
[02:13.590] | And dreaming, pick up from |
[02:18.440] | The last place we left off |
[02:23.550] | Your soft skin is weeping |
[02:28.030] | A joy you can' t keep in |
[02:33.640] | I' m miles from where you are |
[02:37.120] | I lay down on the cold ground |
[02:42.510] | And I, I pray that something picks me up |
[02:47.110] | and sets me down in your warm arms |
[02:54.110] | And miles from where you are |
[02:57.500] | I lay down on the cold gound |
[03:02.520] | and I, I pray that something picks me up |
[03:08.010] | and sets me down in your warm arms |