Seventy-Four, Seventy-Five Lyrics

	作曲 : Meiburg
	Seventy-four
	Seventy-five
	He's getting used to it now
	How each one falls away in that hoary light
	And they are gone
	Gone from the age
	Gone from the guards and their hands
	It's no different today than years gone by
	But it won't come out alive
	With his hands so thin and white
	Gone
	Gone from the age
	Then he is gone from your eyes
	As that splintering wave takes so many lives
	And now your hands
	Gripping the edge of such a waste
	Where every angel looks dead
	Every face a lie
	And you won't come out tonight
	With your hands so thin and white
	Alive
	Seventy-four
	Seventy-five
	Daddy, come back to me now
	I would beat them away
	I would pull you out
	I would wash every cinder from your eyes
	And with silver and gold
	I would adorn you
	I'll let it all come out tonight
	When they peel me out alive
	Alive

	zuo qu : Meiburg
	Seventyfour
	Seventyfive
	He' s getting used to it now
	How each one falls away in that hoary light
	And they are gone
	Gone from the age
	Gone from the guards and their hands
	It' s no different today than years gone by
	But it won' t come out alive
	With his hands so thin and white
	Gone
	Gone from the age
	Then he is gone from your eyes
	As that splintering wave takes so many lives
	And now your hands
	Gripping the edge of such a waste
	Where every angel looks dead
	Every face a lie
	And you won' t come out tonight
	With your hands so thin and white
	Alive
	Seventyfour
	Seventyfive
	Daddy, come back to me now
	I would beat them away
	I would pull you out
	I would wash every cinder from your eyes
	And with silver and gold
	I would adorn you
	I' ll let it all come out tonight
	When they peel me out alive
	Alive

	zuò qǔ : Meiburg
	Seventyfour
	Seventyfive
	He' s getting used to it now
	How each one falls away in that hoary light
	And they are gone
	Gone from the age
	Gone from the guards and their hands
	It' s no different today than years gone by
	But it won' t come out alive
	With his hands so thin and white
	Gone
	Gone from the age
	Then he is gone from your eyes
	As that splintering wave takes so many lives
	And now your hands
	Gripping the edge of such a waste
	Where every angel looks dead
	Every face a lie
	And you won' t come out tonight
	With your hands so thin and white
	Alive
	Seventyfour
	Seventyfive
	Daddy, come back to me now
	I would beat them away
	I would pull you out
	I would wash every cinder from your eyes
	And with silver and gold
	I would adorn you
	I' ll let it all come out tonight
	When they peel me out alive
	Alive

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