| Song | If The Brakeman Turns My Way |
| Artist | Bright Eyes |
| Album | Cassadaga |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Conor Oberst & Jason Boesel | |
| When panic grips your body and your heart is a hummingbird | |
| Raven thoughts blacken your mind until you're breathing in reverse | |
| All your friends and sedatives mean well but make it worse | |
| Every reassurance just magnifies the doubt | |
| Better find yourself a place to level out | |
| Got a cricket for a conscience always looks the other way | |
| A cocaine soul starts seeming like an empty cabaret | |
| Hey, where have all the dancers gone? Now the music doesn't play | |
| Tried to listen to the river but you couldn't shut your mouth | |
| Better take a little time to level out | |
| I never thought of running | |
| My feet just led the way | |
| Mixed up Signals | |
| Bullet Train | |
| Cars are switched out in the crazy rain | |
| I could meet you any place | |
| If the Brakeman turns my way | |
| All this automatic writing I have tried to understand | |
| From a psychedelic angel who was tugging on my hand | |
| It's an infinite coincidence but it doesn't form a plan | |
| So I'm headed for New England or the Paris of the South | |
| Gonna find myself somewhere to level out | |
| Are your brothels full, Oh Babylon, with merry Middlemen? | |
| Never peer out of their periscopes from those deep opium dens | |
| All this death must need a counterweight always someone born again | |
| First a mother bathes her child then the other way around | |
| The Scales always find a way to level out | |
| I tried to pass for nothing | |
| But my dreams gave me away | |
| Mixed up Signals | |
| Bullet Train | |
| People snuffed out in the brutal rain | |
| I could live to any age | |
| If the Brakeman turns my way | |
| It is an old world it's hard to remember | |
| Like a dime store mystery | |
| I'm a repeat first time offender | |
| Who has rewritten history | |
| Mixed up tea leaves | |
| Phantom Pain | |
| Fuzzy logic in the crazy rain | |
| Getting better every day | |
| If the Brakeman turns my way | |
| Mixed up Signals | |
| Bullet Train | |
| Cars are switched out in the blinding rain | |
| He'll be smiling as he seals my fate | |
| When the Brakeman turns my way |
| zuo qu : Conor Oberst Jason Boesel | |
| When panic grips your body and your heart is a hummingbird | |
| Raven thoughts blacken your mind until you' re breathing in reverse | |
| All your friends and sedatives mean well but make it worse | |
| Every reassurance just magnifies the doubt | |
| Better find yourself a place to level out | |
| Got a cricket for a conscience always looks the other way | |
| A cocaine soul starts seeming like an empty cabaret | |
| Hey, where have all the dancers gone? Now the music doesn' t play | |
| Tried to listen to the river but you couldn' t shut your mouth | |
| Better take a little time to level out | |
| I never thought of running | |
| My feet just led the way | |
| Mixed up Signals | |
| Bullet Train | |
| Cars are switched out in the crazy rain | |
| I could meet you any place | |
| If the Brakeman turns my way | |
| All this automatic writing I have tried to understand | |
| From a psychedelic angel who was tugging on my hand | |
| It' s an infinite coincidence but it doesn' t form a plan | |
| So I' m headed for New England or the Paris of the South | |
| Gonna find myself somewhere to level out | |
| Are your brothels full, Oh Babylon, with merry Middlemen? | |
| Never peer out of their periscopes from those deep opium dens | |
| All this death must need a counterweight always someone born again | |
| First a mother bathes her child then the other way around | |
| The Scales always find a way to level out | |
| I tried to pass for nothing | |
| But my dreams gave me away | |
| Mixed up Signals | |
| Bullet Train | |
| People snuffed out in the brutal rain | |
| I could live to any age | |
| If the Brakeman turns my way | |
| It is an old world it' s hard to remember | |
| Like a dime store mystery | |
| I' m a repeat first time offender | |
| Who has rewritten history | |
| Mixed up tea leaves | |
| Phantom Pain | |
| Fuzzy logic in the crazy rain | |
| Getting better every day | |
| If the Brakeman turns my way | |
| Mixed up Signals | |
| Bullet Train | |
| Cars are switched out in the blinding rain | |
| He' ll be smiling as he seals my fate | |
| When the Brakeman turns my way |
| zuò qǔ : Conor Oberst Jason Boesel | |
| When panic grips your body and your heart is a hummingbird | |
| Raven thoughts blacken your mind until you' re breathing in reverse | |
| All your friends and sedatives mean well but make it worse | |
| Every reassurance just magnifies the doubt | |
| Better find yourself a place to level out | |
| Got a cricket for a conscience always looks the other way | |
| A cocaine soul starts seeming like an empty cabaret | |
| Hey, where have all the dancers gone? Now the music doesn' t play | |
| Tried to listen to the river but you couldn' t shut your mouth | |
| Better take a little time to level out | |
| I never thought of running | |
| My feet just led the way | |
| Mixed up Signals | |
| Bullet Train | |
| Cars are switched out in the crazy rain | |
| I could meet you any place | |
| If the Brakeman turns my way | |
| All this automatic writing I have tried to understand | |
| From a psychedelic angel who was tugging on my hand | |
| It' s an infinite coincidence but it doesn' t form a plan | |
| So I' m headed for New England or the Paris of the South | |
| Gonna find myself somewhere to level out | |
| Are your brothels full, Oh Babylon, with merry Middlemen? | |
| Never peer out of their periscopes from those deep opium dens | |
| All this death must need a counterweight always someone born again | |
| First a mother bathes her child then the other way around | |
| The Scales always find a way to level out | |
| I tried to pass for nothing | |
| But my dreams gave me away | |
| Mixed up Signals | |
| Bullet Train | |
| People snuffed out in the brutal rain | |
| I could live to any age | |
| If the Brakeman turns my way | |
| It is an old world it' s hard to remember | |
| Like a dime store mystery | |
| I' m a repeat first time offender | |
| Who has rewritten history | |
| Mixed up tea leaves | |
| Phantom Pain | |
| Fuzzy logic in the crazy rain | |
| Getting better every day | |
| If the Brakeman turns my way | |
| Mixed up Signals | |
| Bullet Train | |
| Cars are switched out in the blinding rain | |
| He' ll be smiling as he seals my fate | |
| When the Brakeman turns my way |