| Song | Now Against The Staircase, Part 2 |
| Artist | Last Lungs |
| Album | Look At That Old Grizzly Bear |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Benjamin Wood |
| [00:31.93] | Deer-eyed we step out of the failing light |
| [00:39.53] | And heel by heel we take the hallway in our stride |
| [00:47.29] | And shed our clothes like torn-out paper lantern boats |
| [00:55.52] | And slink into the dark |
| [01:03.94] | Steadfast, the floorboards take our weight and moan |
| [01:11.59] | So we press back against a balustrade of bones |
| [01:19.48] | Till there is no breath left in the turning night |
| [01:27.59] | To ask our names and sigh |
| [01:36.18] | |
| [01:39.84] | Breath left in the turning night to ask our names |
| [01:43.40] | Our skin is razing |
| [01:47.90] | Breathless in the turning night to ask our names |
| [01:50.49] | On the railing |
| [01:55.75] | Breathless in the turning night to ask our names |
| [01:58.66] | Our skin is braille and what it says is nothing but a sigh |
| [02:11.51] |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Benjamin Wood |
| [00:31.93] | Deereyed we step out of the failing light |
| [00:39.53] | And heel by heel we take the hallway in our stride |
| [00:47.29] | And shed our clothes like tornout paper lantern boats |
| [00:55.52] | And slink into the dark |
| [01:03.94] | Steadfast, the floorboards take our weight and moan |
| [01:11.59] | So we press back against a balustrade of bones |
| [01:19.48] | Till there is no breath left in the turning night |
| [01:27.59] | To ask our names and sigh |
| [01:36.18] | |
| [01:39.84] | Breath left in the turning night to ask our names |
| [01:43.40] | Our skin is razing |
| [01:47.90] | Breathless in the turning night to ask our names |
| [01:50.49] | On the railing |
| [01:55.75] | Breathless in the turning night to ask our names |
| [01:58.66] | Our skin is braille and what it says is nothing but a sigh |
| [02:11.51] |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Benjamin Wood |
| [00:31.93] | Deereyed we step out of the failing light |
| [00:39.53] | And heel by heel we take the hallway in our stride |
| [00:47.29] | And shed our clothes like tornout paper lantern boats |
| [00:55.52] | And slink into the dark |
| [01:03.94] | Steadfast, the floorboards take our weight and moan |
| [01:11.59] | So we press back against a balustrade of bones |
| [01:19.48] | Till there is no breath left in the turning night |
| [01:27.59] | To ask our names and sigh |
| [01:36.18] | |
| [01:39.84] | Breath left in the turning night to ask our names |
| [01:43.40] | Our skin is razing |
| [01:47.90] | Breathless in the turning night to ask our names |
| [01:50.49] | On the railing |
| [01:55.75] | Breathless in the turning night to ask our names |
| [01:58.66] | Our skin is braille and what it says is nothing but a sigh |
| [02:11.51] |