Adrift Lyrics
| Song | Adrift |
| Artist | Kady Starling |
| Album | Come What May Waiting to Expire |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Katy Somerville | |
| 作曲 : Jeff Dano/Mickaël Thomas | |
| I'm past post-partum and half pre-mortem. | |
| Adrift within the mixture; fever pitch and stark boredom. | |
| Wander in the dark between the heartland and the border. | |
| I wonder what they'll make of what I made of this disorder. | |
| Twenty nine respite years of cut corners. | |
| I slept within the texture and the lines of white flora. | |
| Stuck upon the eyelids of a hazy night aura. | |
| What the **** I miss? I'm still adrift in high water. | |
| Some of us were old enough and some of us turned dry. | |
| Some of us were vacant when we plummet from the sky. | |
| I'm dead, yeah, I can see it in your eyes. | |
| I never felt the snow settle heavy in the pines. | |
| I'm past hardened within an inch of my discarded mind. | |
| A glass-halfer with a deeper pot of mulled wine. | |
| Man down, pass the flagon on the other side. | |
| This pursed mouth would never shout what it could keep inside. | |
| And I'ma let it ride. | |
| Yeah, I'ma let it ride. | |
| Yeah, I wanna fall down and hide. | |
| I'm not alive. | |
| Yeah, I wanna fall down and hide. | |
| I'm not alive. | |
| I wanna fall down and hide. | |
| I'm not alive. | |
| Yeah, I wanna fall down and hide. | |
| I'm not alive. | |
| And they were golden; the days, they were pristine. | |
| I drew my blood just to test how much they'd miss me. | |
| The world spins, every ray a drop of citrine. | |
| I clung to it; learned to cling since I was fifteen. | |
| I'm past heartless, within an inch of my disarmoured lies. | |
| I bear naked every cell of what you loathe to like. | |
| High stakes leave me drowning at the waterline. | |
| Not sure the shell was ever adequate to leave behind. | |
| But I'ma let it ride. | |
| Yeah, I'ma let it ride. | |
| Yeah, I wanna fall down and hide. | |
| I'm not alive. | |
| Yeah, I wanna fall down and hide. | |
| I'm not alive. | |
| I wanna fall down and hide. | |
| I'm not alive. | |
| Yeah, I wanna fall down and hide. | |
| I'm not alive. | |
| A grim parent, I agreed to grin and bear it, | |
| But I passed it down the line until you found the time to spare it. | |
| So art aside, every afterword was asinine, | |
| I probably asked too much of mine to really help them half the time. | |
| So I'm sorry if I burdened you. | |
| I guess I really never understood the magnitude. | |
| I guess I never took the weight enough to strengthen from it. | |
| I guess I never held the reigns enough to keep me honest. | |
| I probably never learned a lesson in a hard way. | |
| Reliability was never Kady's forte. | |
| One extreme to the next, I swung the axe toward the neck | |
| and never shied away from introspective swordplay. | |
| No. No remorse, eh? | |
| Won a battle, lost the war, what's the score say? | |
| Nah, no remorse, eh. | |
| I lost a lot but what remained was worth the heartache, | |
| Eh? | |
| Yeah, I wanna fall down and hide. | |
| I'm not alive. | |
| Yeah, I wanna fall down and hide. | |
| I'm not alive. | |
| I wanna fall down and hide. | |
| I'm not alive. | |
| Yeah, I wanna fall down and hide. | |
| I'm not alive. |
| zuo ci : Katy Somerville | |
| zuo qu : Jeff Dano Micka l Thomas | |
| I' m past postpartum and half premortem. | |
| Adrift within the mixture fever pitch and stark boredom. | |
| Wander in the dark between the heartland and the border. | |
| I wonder what they' ll make of what I made of this disorder. | |
| Twenty nine respite years of cut corners. | |
| I slept within the texture and the lines of white flora. | |
| Stuck upon the eyelids of a hazy night aura. | |
| What the I miss? I' m still adrift in high water. | |
| Some of us were old enough and some of us turned dry. | |
| Some of us were vacant when we plummet from the sky. | |
| I' m dead, yeah, I can see it in your eyes. | |
| I never felt the snow settle heavy in the pines. | |
| I' m past hardened within an inch of my discarded mind. | |
| A glasshalfer with a deeper pot of mulled wine. | |
| Man down, pass the flagon on the other side. | |
| This pursed mouth would never shout what it could keep inside. | |
| And I' ma let it ride. | |
| Yeah, I' ma let it ride. | |
| Yeah, I wanna fall down and hide. | |
| I' m not alive. | |
| Yeah, I wanna fall down and hide. | |
| I' m not alive. | |
| I wanna fall down and hide. | |
| I' m not alive. | |
| Yeah, I wanna fall down and hide. | |
| I' m not alive. | |
| And they were golden the days, they were pristine. | |
| I drew my blood just to test how much they' d miss me. | |
| The world spins, every ray a drop of citrine. | |
| I clung to it learned to cling since I was fifteen. | |
| I' m past heartless, within an inch of my disarmoured lies. | |
| I bear naked every cell of what you loathe to like. | |
| High stakes leave me drowning at the waterline. | |
| Not sure the shell was ever adequate to leave behind. | |
| But I' ma let it ride. | |
| Yeah, I' ma let it ride. | |
| Yeah, I wanna fall down and hide. | |
| I' m not alive. | |
| Yeah, I wanna fall down and hide. | |
| I' m not alive. | |
| I wanna fall down and hide. | |
| I' m not alive. | |
| Yeah, I wanna fall down and hide. | |
| I' m not alive. | |
| A grim parent, I agreed to grin and bear it, | |
| But I passed it down the line until you found the time to spare it. | |
| So art aside, every afterword was asinine, | |
| I probably asked too much of mine to really help them half the time. | |
| So I' m sorry if I burdened you. | |
| I guess I really never understood the magnitude. | |
| I guess I never took the weight enough to strengthen from it. | |
| I guess I never held the reigns enough to keep me honest. | |
| I probably never learned a lesson in a hard way. | |
| Reliability was never Kady' s forte. | |
| One extreme to the next, I swung the axe toward the neck | |
| and never shied away from introspective swordplay. | |
| No. No remorse, eh? | |
| Won a battle, lost the war, what' s the score say? | |
| Nah, no remorse, eh. | |
| I lost a lot but what remained was worth the heartache, | |
| Eh? | |
| Yeah, I wanna fall down and hide. | |
| I' m not alive. | |
| Yeah, I wanna fall down and hide. | |
| I' m not alive. | |
| I wanna fall down and hide. | |
| I' m not alive. | |
| Yeah, I wanna fall down and hide. | |
| I' m not alive. |
| zuò cí : Katy Somerville | |
| zuò qǔ : Jeff Dano Micka l Thomas | |
| I' m past postpartum and half premortem. | |
| Adrift within the mixture fever pitch and stark boredom. | |
| Wander in the dark between the heartland and the border. | |
| I wonder what they' ll make of what I made of this disorder. | |
| Twenty nine respite years of cut corners. | |
| I slept within the texture and the lines of white flora. | |
| Stuck upon the eyelids of a hazy night aura. | |
| What the I miss? I' m still adrift in high water. | |
| Some of us were old enough and some of us turned dry. | |
| Some of us were vacant when we plummet from the sky. | |
| I' m dead, yeah, I can see it in your eyes. | |
| I never felt the snow settle heavy in the pines. | |
| I' m past hardened within an inch of my discarded mind. | |
| A glasshalfer with a deeper pot of mulled wine. | |
| Man down, pass the flagon on the other side. | |
| This pursed mouth would never shout what it could keep inside. | |
| And I' ma let it ride. | |
| Yeah, I' ma let it ride. | |
| Yeah, I wanna fall down and hide. | |
| I' m not alive. | |
| Yeah, I wanna fall down and hide. | |
| I' m not alive. | |
| I wanna fall down and hide. | |
| I' m not alive. | |
| Yeah, I wanna fall down and hide. | |
| I' m not alive. | |
| And they were golden the days, they were pristine. | |
| I drew my blood just to test how much they' d miss me. | |
| The world spins, every ray a drop of citrine. | |
| I clung to it learned to cling since I was fifteen. | |
| I' m past heartless, within an inch of my disarmoured lies. | |
| I bear naked every cell of what you loathe to like. | |
| High stakes leave me drowning at the waterline. | |
| Not sure the shell was ever adequate to leave behind. | |
| But I' ma let it ride. | |
| Yeah, I' ma let it ride. | |
| Yeah, I wanna fall down and hide. | |
| I' m not alive. | |
| Yeah, I wanna fall down and hide. | |
| I' m not alive. | |
| I wanna fall down and hide. | |
| I' m not alive. | |
| Yeah, I wanna fall down and hide. | |
| I' m not alive. | |
| A grim parent, I agreed to grin and bear it, | |
| But I passed it down the line until you found the time to spare it. | |
| So art aside, every afterword was asinine, | |
| I probably asked too much of mine to really help them half the time. | |
| So I' m sorry if I burdened you. | |
| I guess I really never understood the magnitude. | |
| I guess I never took the weight enough to strengthen from it. | |
| I guess I never held the reigns enough to keep me honest. | |
| I probably never learned a lesson in a hard way. | |
| Reliability was never Kady' s forte. | |
| One extreme to the next, I swung the axe toward the neck | |
| and never shied away from introspective swordplay. | |
| No. No remorse, eh? | |
| Won a battle, lost the war, what' s the score say? | |
| Nah, no remorse, eh. | |
| I lost a lot but what remained was worth the heartache, | |
| Eh? | |
| Yeah, I wanna fall down and hide. | |
| I' m not alive. | |
| Yeah, I wanna fall down and hide. | |
| I' m not alive. | |
| I wanna fall down and hide. | |
| I' m not alive. | |
| Yeah, I wanna fall down and hide. | |
| I' m not alive. |
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