A Violent Yet Flammable World Lyrics

Song	A Violent Yet Flammable World
Artist	Au Revoir Simone
Album	Reverse Migration
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	作曲 : Au Revoir Simone
	Oceans shape the sides
	Touching down in the spaces
	Soaking from a warm goodbye
	An early rise offers kindly
	Tonight I sleep to dream
	Of a place that's calling me
	It is always just a dream
	Still I cannot forget what I have seen
	The crowd's hard to believe
	At their faces I'm looking
	But your feet I'm following
	In soft steps on a path the way you lead
	I don't want to lose myself
	It's a whisper
	It's a funny thing
	We fold like icicles on paper shelves
	It's a pity to appear this way
	You're flying when your foreign eyes
	Trace the heights of the city
	Steaming
	With rocks and clouds we breathe
	Violent skies
	A shock to my own body
	Speech is wild
	Alive sacred and sounding
	Wild
	From across and beyond, oh far beyond
	I don't want to lose myself
	It's a whisper
	It's a funny thing
	We fold like icicles on paper shelves
	It's a pity to appear this way
	Hold, hold, hold on
	I swear I saw it somewhere
	Waving, wading, one, two, three, above the wakes that follow
	Hold, hold, hold on
	I swear I saw it somewhere
	Waving, wading, one, two, three, above the wakes that follow
	I don't want to lose myself
	Tonight I sleep to dream of a place that's calling me
	It's a whisper
	It is always just a dream
	It's a funny thing
	Still I cannot forget what I have seen
	We fold like icicles on paper shelves
	With rocks and clouds we breathe, a shock to my own body
	It's a pity
	Alive sacred and sounding
	To appear this way
	From across and beyond, oh far beyond

	zuo qu : Au Revoir Simone
	Oceans shape the sides
	Touching down in the spaces
	Soaking from a warm goodbye
	An early rise offers kindly
	Tonight I sleep to dream
	Of a place that' s calling me
	It is always just a dream
	Still I cannot forget what I have seen
	The crowd' s hard to believe
	At their faces I' m looking
	But your feet I' m following
	In soft steps on a path the way you lead
	I don' t want to lose myself
	It' s a whisper
	It' s a funny thing
	We fold like icicles on paper shelves
	It' s a pity to appear this way
	You' re flying when your foreign eyes
	Trace the heights of the city
	Steaming
	With rocks and clouds we breathe
	Violent skies
	A shock to my own body
	Speech is wild
	Alive sacred and sounding
	Wild
	From across and beyond, oh far beyond
	I don' t want to lose myself
	It' s a whisper
	It' s a funny thing
	We fold like icicles on paper shelves
	It' s a pity to appear this way
	Hold, hold, hold on
	I swear I saw it somewhere
	Waving, wading, one, two, three, above the wakes that follow
	Hold, hold, hold on
	I swear I saw it somewhere
	Waving, wading, one, two, three, above the wakes that follow
	I don' t want to lose myself
	Tonight I sleep to dream of a place that' s calling me
	It' s a whisper
	It is always just a dream
	It' s a funny thing
	Still I cannot forget what I have seen
	We fold like icicles on paper shelves
	With rocks and clouds we breathe, a shock to my own body
	It' s a pity
	Alive sacred and sounding
	To appear this way
	From across and beyond, oh far beyond

	zuò qǔ : Au Revoir Simone
	Oceans shape the sides
	Touching down in the spaces
	Soaking from a warm goodbye
	An early rise offers kindly
	Tonight I sleep to dream
	Of a place that' s calling me
	It is always just a dream
	Still I cannot forget what I have seen
	The crowd' s hard to believe
	At their faces I' m looking
	But your feet I' m following
	In soft steps on a path the way you lead
	I don' t want to lose myself
	It' s a whisper
	It' s a funny thing
	We fold like icicles on paper shelves
	It' s a pity to appear this way
	You' re flying when your foreign eyes
	Trace the heights of the city
	Steaming
	With rocks and clouds we breathe
	Violent skies
	A shock to my own body
	Speech is wild
	Alive sacred and sounding
	Wild
	From across and beyond, oh far beyond
	I don' t want to lose myself
	It' s a whisper
	It' s a funny thing
	We fold like icicles on paper shelves
	It' s a pity to appear this way
	Hold, hold, hold on
	I swear I saw it somewhere
	Waving, wading, one, two, three, above the wakes that follow
	Hold, hold, hold on
	I swear I saw it somewhere
	Waving, wading, one, two, three, above the wakes that follow
	I don' t want to lose myself
	Tonight I sleep to dream of a place that' s calling me
	It' s a whisper
	It is always just a dream
	It' s a funny thing
	Still I cannot forget what I have seen
	We fold like icicles on paper shelves
	With rocks and clouds we breathe, a shock to my own body
	It' s a pity
	Alive sacred and sounding
	To appear this way
	From across and beyond, oh far beyond

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