| Song | Between The Daylight And The Dark |
| Artist | Mary Gauthier |
| Album | Between Daylight And Dark |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Eaglesmith, Gauthier | |
| Well, the grasses are swaying, the sun's going down | |
| Music is playing, you're waving through town | |
| Pull into the driveway, toss it in park | |
| Stare out of the windshield, out into the world | |
| It was all for the love of a wayward girl | |
| Who left you with a second place smile and a broken heart | |
| And the streetlights are starting to flicker to life | |
| They glow for a minute then they get bright | |
| Fireflies light up, circle and spark | |
| There's nothing really that you can do | |
| Put your hands in your pockets and try to get through | |
| The distance between the daylight and the dark | |
| And the front porch flags lie themselves down | |
| Like forgotten soldiers and old wedding gowns | |
| In closets unopened and graves without any marks | |
| As the night curtains lower behind the rooftops | |
| Shadows dance across the sidewalks | |
| And ricochet off of the houses like pieces of art | |
| Then you mind is reeling as the sky is changing | |
| All you're feeling and you're re-arranging | |
| The rest of your life like lines on an old sailors chart | |
| You climb back in and fire the ignition | |
| Put your hands on the wheel, head into the distance | |
| The distance between the daylight and the dark |
| zuo qu : Eaglesmith, Gauthier | |
| Well, the grasses are swaying, the sun' s going down | |
| Music is playing, you' re waving through town | |
| Pull into the driveway, toss it in park | |
| Stare out of the windshield, out into the world | |
| It was all for the love of a wayward girl | |
| Who left you with a second place smile and a broken heart | |
| And the streetlights are starting to flicker to life | |
| They glow for a minute then they get bright | |
| Fireflies light up, circle and spark | |
| There' s nothing really that you can do | |
| Put your hands in your pockets and try to get through | |
| The distance between the daylight and the dark | |
| And the front porch flags lie themselves down | |
| Like forgotten soldiers and old wedding gowns | |
| In closets unopened and graves without any marks | |
| As the night curtains lower behind the rooftops | |
| Shadows dance across the sidewalks | |
| And ricochet off of the houses like pieces of art | |
| Then you mind is reeling as the sky is changing | |
| All you' re feeling and you' re rearranging | |
| The rest of your life like lines on an old sailors chart | |
| You climb back in and fire the ignition | |
| Put your hands on the wheel, head into the distance | |
| The distance between the daylight and the dark |
| zuò qǔ : Eaglesmith, Gauthier | |
| Well, the grasses are swaying, the sun' s going down | |
| Music is playing, you' re waving through town | |
| Pull into the driveway, toss it in park | |
| Stare out of the windshield, out into the world | |
| It was all for the love of a wayward girl | |
| Who left you with a second place smile and a broken heart | |
| And the streetlights are starting to flicker to life | |
| They glow for a minute then they get bright | |
| Fireflies light up, circle and spark | |
| There' s nothing really that you can do | |
| Put your hands in your pockets and try to get through | |
| The distance between the daylight and the dark | |
| And the front porch flags lie themselves down | |
| Like forgotten soldiers and old wedding gowns | |
| In closets unopened and graves without any marks | |
| As the night curtains lower behind the rooftops | |
| Shadows dance across the sidewalks | |
| And ricochet off of the houses like pieces of art | |
| Then you mind is reeling as the sky is changing | |
| All you' re feeling and you' re rearranging | |
| The rest of your life like lines on an old sailors chart | |
| You climb back in and fire the ignition | |
| Put your hands on the wheel, head into the distance | |
| The distance between the daylight and the dark |