Maddening Swarm Lyrics
| Song | Maddening Swarm |
| Artist | Light This City |
| Album | Facing the Thousand |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Light This City, Nichol | |
| It may feel like it’s too much to handle | |
| But it’s not time yet | |
| Your body operates | |
| Automatic | |
| Like a breathless engine | |
| It shines in the swimming haze and heat | |
| While your mind | |
| Like a swarm of insects in a gust of wind | |
| Crumbles and reassembles | |
| Forgetting its original | |
| Innocent form | |
| No | |
| It’s not the time | |
| Don’t let your frantic mind | |
| Run you away | |
| From me | |
| No no no | |
| It’s not the time | |
| You’ll be alright | |
| Don’t let your frantic mind | |
| In our oldest | |
| Wisest years | |
| We’ll laugh | |
| Looking back | |
| At our losses | |
| Yours | |
| The self-control you longed to | |
| Trust | |
| Mine | |
| Any adequate words to dissolve the | |
| Mounting pressure moment | |
| And in our tissue-paper skin | |
| We’ll mock the frailties of youth | |
| And cherish the steel-solid minds | |
| We acquired in time | |
| No | |
| It’s not the time | |
| Don’t let your frantic mind | |
| Run you away | |
| From me | |
| No no no | |
| It’s not the time | |
| You’ll be alright | |
| Don’t let your frantic mind | |
| I know life starts in slow motion | |
| And ends in a fast forward flash | |
| When all you want to do is rewind | |
| So you can relive | |
| Those days we spent | |
| Never wondering about how it all will end | |
| Remember the languid | |
| Mesmerizing | |
| Hours we spent | |
| Spellbound | |
| Dreaming of the life we lead | |
| Now | |
| Don’t be disillusioned | |
| Dreams and reality may | |
| Never synchronize | |
| But someday | |
| We’ll get away | |
| With a perfect day | |
| And we’ll laugh | |
| Looking back | |
| The machine hums to the whine | |
| Of the cloud | |
| The swarm | |
| No louder than before | |
| When did it become | |
| The anthem of impending tragedy | |
| A maddening melody building | |
| In shrill intensity | |
| Maybe it’s just a new song to sing us to sleep | |
| It’s not going to end the way you think |
| zuo qu : Light This City, Nichol | |
| It may feel like it' s too much to handle | |
| But it' s not time yet | |
| Your body operates | |
| Automatic | |
| Like a breathless engine | |
| It shines in the swimming haze and heat | |
| While your mind | |
| Like a swarm of insects in a gust of wind | |
| Crumbles and reassembles | |
| Forgetting its original | |
| Innocent form | |
| No | |
| It' s not the time | |
| Don' t let your frantic mind | |
| Run you away | |
| From me | |
| No no no | |
| It' s not the time | |
| You' ll be alright | |
| Don' t let your frantic mind | |
| In our oldest | |
| Wisest years | |
| We' ll laugh | |
| Looking back | |
| At our losses | |
| Yours | |
| The selfcontrol you longed to | |
| Trust | |
| Mine | |
| Any adequate words to dissolve the | |
| Mounting pressure moment | |
| And in our tissuepaper skin | |
| We' ll mock the frailties of youth | |
| And cherish the steelsolid minds | |
| We acquired in time | |
| No | |
| It' s not the time | |
| Don' t let your frantic mind | |
| Run you away | |
| From me | |
| No no no | |
| It' s not the time | |
| You' ll be alright | |
| Don' t let your frantic mind | |
| I know life starts in slow motion | |
| And ends in a fast forward flash | |
| When all you want to do is rewind | |
| So you can relive | |
| Those days we spent | |
| Never wondering about how it all will end | |
| Remember the languid | |
| Mesmerizing | |
| Hours we spent | |
| Spellbound | |
| Dreaming of the life we lead | |
| Now | |
| Don' t be disillusioned | |
| Dreams and reality may | |
| Never synchronize | |
| But someday | |
| We' ll get away | |
| With a perfect day | |
| And we' ll laugh | |
| Looking back | |
| The machine hums to the whine | |
| Of the cloud | |
| The swarm | |
| No louder than before | |
| When did it become | |
| The anthem of impending tragedy | |
| A maddening melody building | |
| In shrill intensity | |
| Maybe it' s just a new song to sing us to sleep | |
| It' s not going to end the way you think |
| zuò qǔ : Light This City, Nichol | |
| It may feel like it' s too much to handle | |
| But it' s not time yet | |
| Your body operates | |
| Automatic | |
| Like a breathless engine | |
| It shines in the swimming haze and heat | |
| While your mind | |
| Like a swarm of insects in a gust of wind | |
| Crumbles and reassembles | |
| Forgetting its original | |
| Innocent form | |
| No | |
| It' s not the time | |
| Don' t let your frantic mind | |
| Run you away | |
| From me | |
| No no no | |
| It' s not the time | |
| You' ll be alright | |
| Don' t let your frantic mind | |
| In our oldest | |
| Wisest years | |
| We' ll laugh | |
| Looking back | |
| At our losses | |
| Yours | |
| The selfcontrol you longed to | |
| Trust | |
| Mine | |
| Any adequate words to dissolve the | |
| Mounting pressure moment | |
| And in our tissuepaper skin | |
| We' ll mock the frailties of youth | |
| And cherish the steelsolid minds | |
| We acquired in time | |
| No | |
| It' s not the time | |
| Don' t let your frantic mind | |
| Run you away | |
| From me | |
| No no no | |
| It' s not the time | |
| You' ll be alright | |
| Don' t let your frantic mind | |
| I know life starts in slow motion | |
| And ends in a fast forward flash | |
| When all you want to do is rewind | |
| So you can relive | |
| Those days we spent | |
| Never wondering about how it all will end | |
| Remember the languid | |
| Mesmerizing | |
| Hours we spent | |
| Spellbound | |
| Dreaming of the life we lead | |
| Now | |
| Don' t be disillusioned | |
| Dreams and reality may | |
| Never synchronize | |
| But someday | |
| We' ll get away | |
| With a perfect day | |
| And we' ll laugh | |
| Looking back | |
| The machine hums to the whine | |
| Of the cloud | |
| The swarm | |
| No louder than before | |
| When did it become | |
| The anthem of impending tragedy | |
| A maddening melody building | |
| In shrill intensity | |
| Maybe it' s just a new song to sing us to sleep | |
| It' s not going to end the way you think |
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