| Song | I Was a Kaleidoscope |
| Artist | Death Cab for Cutie |
| Album | The Photo Album |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Gibbard, Walla |
| [00:18.03] | I put on my overcoat and walked into winter |
| [00:22.91] | My teeth chattered rhythms |
| [00:26.22] | And they were grouped in twos and threes |
| [00:30.84] | Like a Morse code message was sent from me to me |
| [00:33.85] | And cars on slippery slopes were stuck |
| [00:36.72] | People pushing through their mittens |
| [00:38.78] | As I was beginning |
| [00:41.60] | To feel it soaking through my shoes |
| [00:44.03] | Getting colder with every step I took |
| [00:48.79] | To your apartment, dear |
| [01:08.16] | I was a kaleidoscope |
| [01:10.91] | The snow on my lenses distorting the image |
| [01:15.71] | Of what was only one of you |
| [01:18.46] | And I didn't know which one to address |
| [01:22.40] | As all your lips moved |
| [01:25.40] | And this is when I forget to breathe |
| [01:28.27] | And all the things I scripted |
| [01:31.34] | They sound unfounded |
| [01:32.96] | And it's that look that you're giving me |
| [01:36.77] | That tells me exactly what you are thinking |
| [01:40.71] | "This ain't working anymore" |
| [01:58.98] | They got their mothers worked into a panic |
| [02:02.91] | Sledding down hills into oncoming traffic |
| [02:06.41] | And parents layered clothes |
| [02:10.17] | Until the children couldn't move then |
| [02:12.12] | And left them outside until their noises were blue |
| [02:14.87] | And I got left there, too |
| [02:18.30] | |
| [02:27.85] | I put on my overcoat and walked into winter |
| [02:32.79] | My teeth chattered rhythms |
| [02:35.85] | And they were grouped in twos and threes |
| [02:38.48] | Like a Morse code message was sent from me to me |
| [02:41.98] | |
| [02:46.40] |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Gibbard, Walla |
| [00:18.03] | I put on my overcoat and walked into winter |
| [00:22.91] | My teeth chattered rhythms |
| [00:26.22] | And they were grouped in twos and threes |
| [00:30.84] | Like a Morse code message was sent from me to me |
| [00:33.85] | And cars on slippery slopes were stuck |
| [00:36.72] | People pushing through their mittens |
| [00:38.78] | As I was beginning |
| [00:41.60] | To feel it soaking through my shoes |
| [00:44.03] | Getting colder with every step I took |
| [00:48.79] | To your apartment, dear |
| [01:08.16] | I was a kaleidoscope |
| [01:10.91] | The snow on my lenses distorting the image |
| [01:15.71] | Of what was only one of you |
| [01:18.46] | And I didn' t know which one to address |
| [01:22.40] | As all your lips moved |
| [01:25.40] | And this is when I forget to breathe |
| [01:28.27] | And all the things I scripted |
| [01:31.34] | They sound unfounded |
| [01:32.96] | And it' s that look that you' re giving me |
| [01:36.77] | That tells me exactly what you are thinking |
| [01:40.71] | " This ain' t working anymore" |
| [01:58.98] | They got their mothers worked into a panic |
| [02:02.91] | Sledding down hills into oncoming traffic |
| [02:06.41] | And parents layered clothes |
| [02:10.17] | Until the children couldn' t move then |
| [02:12.12] | And left them outside until their noises were blue |
| [02:14.87] | And I got left there, too |
| [02:18.30] | |
| [02:27.85] | I put on my overcoat and walked into winter |
| [02:32.79] | My teeth chattered rhythms |
| [02:35.85] | And they were grouped in twos and threes |
| [02:38.48] | Like a Morse code message was sent from me to me |
| [02:41.98] | |
| [02:46.40] |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Gibbard, Walla |
| [00:18.03] | I put on my overcoat and walked into winter |
| [00:22.91] | My teeth chattered rhythms |
| [00:26.22] | And they were grouped in twos and threes |
| [00:30.84] | Like a Morse code message was sent from me to me |
| [00:33.85] | And cars on slippery slopes were stuck |
| [00:36.72] | People pushing through their mittens |
| [00:38.78] | As I was beginning |
| [00:41.60] | To feel it soaking through my shoes |
| [00:44.03] | Getting colder with every step I took |
| [00:48.79] | To your apartment, dear |
| [01:08.16] | I was a kaleidoscope |
| [01:10.91] | The snow on my lenses distorting the image |
| [01:15.71] | Of what was only one of you |
| [01:18.46] | And I didn' t know which one to address |
| [01:22.40] | As all your lips moved |
| [01:25.40] | And this is when I forget to breathe |
| [01:28.27] | And all the things I scripted |
| [01:31.34] | They sound unfounded |
| [01:32.96] | And it' s that look that you' re giving me |
| [01:36.77] | That tells me exactly what you are thinking |
| [01:40.71] | " This ain' t working anymore" |
| [01:58.98] | They got their mothers worked into a panic |
| [02:02.91] | Sledding down hills into oncoming traffic |
| [02:06.41] | And parents layered clothes |
| [02:10.17] | Until the children couldn' t move then |
| [02:12.12] | And left them outside until their noises were blue |
| [02:14.87] | And I got left there, too |
| [02:18.30] | |
| [02:27.85] | I put on my overcoat and walked into winter |
| [02:32.79] | My teeth chattered rhythms |
| [02:35.85] | And they were grouped in twos and threes |
| [02:38.48] | Like a Morse code message was sent from me to me |
| [02:41.98] | |
| [02:46.40] |