| Song | Portable Television |
| Artist | Death Cab for Cutie |
| Album | Codes and Keys |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : GIBBARD, BENJAMIN |
| [00:00.666] | 作词 : GIBBARD, BENJAMIN |
| [00:02.00] | Portable Television |
| [00:03.00] | |
| [00:04.82] | Bored of old television, shrouded in snow |
| [00:08.72] | In a raggedy van on the side of the road |
| [00:12.83] | The night it had frozen through my little bones |
| [00:17.19] | So you took me in your arms, you squeezed out the cold |
| [00:21.33] | |
| [00:21.78] | And oh |
| [00:39.03] | |
| [00:43.84] | Upstate New York, autumn, brightly colored leaves |
| [00:47.75] | Oh, the hills were on fire, they burn for you and me |
| [00:52.11] | And where we were going it was built like a lie |
| [00:56.35] | But as sacred as the Bible, so we didn't question why |
| [01:00.32] | |
| [01:00.96] | And oh |
| [01:18.13] | |
| [01:23.14] | I saw it in the soil just recently |
| [01:26.84] | Where the rows of teeth they grow in fields of infinite greed |
| [01:31.32] | And here laid the father, and here stood the son |
| [01:35.58] | Where the road meets the horizon for everyone |
| [01:42.07] | For everyone |
| [01:45.62] | |
| [01:50.91] | Bored of old television, take us away |
| [01:54.98] | From this burden of reflection we've carried today |
| [01:59.32] | Oh, the generator's running but there's nothing on the air |
| [02:03.63] | And the static is a comfort, so we huddle around and stare |
| [02:08.19] | |
| [02:08.54] | And oh |
| [02:43.09] |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : GIBBARD, BENJAMIN |
| [00:00.666] | zuo ci : GIBBARD, BENJAMIN |
| [00:02.00] | Portable Television |
| [00:03.00] | |
| [00:04.82] | Bored of old television, shrouded in snow |
| [00:08.72] | In a raggedy van on the side of the road |
| [00:12.83] | The night it had frozen through my little bones |
| [00:17.19] | So you took me in your arms, you squeezed out the cold |
| [00:21.33] | |
| [00:21.78] | And oh |
| [00:39.03] | |
| [00:43.84] | Upstate New York, autumn, brightly colored leaves |
| [00:47.75] | Oh, the hills were on fire, they burn for you and me |
| [00:52.11] | And where we were going it was built like a lie |
| [00:56.35] | But as sacred as the Bible, so we didn' t question why |
| [01:00.32] | |
| [01:00.96] | And oh |
| [01:18.13] | |
| [01:23.14] | I saw it in the soil just recently |
| [01:26.84] | Where the rows of teeth they grow in fields of infinite greed |
| [01:31.32] | And here laid the father, and here stood the son |
| [01:35.58] | Where the road meets the horizon for everyone |
| [01:42.07] | For everyone |
| [01:45.62] | |
| [01:50.91] | Bored of old television, take us away |
| [01:54.98] | From this burden of reflection we' ve carried today |
| [01:59.32] | Oh, the generator' s running but there' s nothing on the air |
| [02:03.63] | And the static is a comfort, so we huddle around and stare |
| [02:08.19] | |
| [02:08.54] | And oh |
| [02:43.09] |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : GIBBARD, BENJAMIN |
| [00:00.666] | zuò cí : GIBBARD, BENJAMIN |
| [00:02.00] | Portable Television |
| [00:03.00] | |
| [00:04.82] | Bored of old television, shrouded in snow |
| [00:08.72] | In a raggedy van on the side of the road |
| [00:12.83] | The night it had frozen through my little bones |
| [00:17.19] | So you took me in your arms, you squeezed out the cold |
| [00:21.33] | |
| [00:21.78] | And oh |
| [00:39.03] | |
| [00:43.84] | Upstate New York, autumn, brightly colored leaves |
| [00:47.75] | Oh, the hills were on fire, they burn for you and me |
| [00:52.11] | And where we were going it was built like a lie |
| [00:56.35] | But as sacred as the Bible, so we didn' t question why |
| [01:00.32] | |
| [01:00.96] | And oh |
| [01:18.13] | |
| [01:23.14] | I saw it in the soil just recently |
| [01:26.84] | Where the rows of teeth they grow in fields of infinite greed |
| [01:31.32] | And here laid the father, and here stood the son |
| [01:35.58] | Where the road meets the horizon for everyone |
| [01:42.07] | For everyone |
| [01:45.62] | |
| [01:50.91] | Bored of old television, take us away |
| [01:54.98] | From this burden of reflection we' ve carried today |
| [01:59.32] | Oh, the generator' s running but there' s nothing on the air |
| [02:03.63] | And the static is a comfort, so we huddle around and stare |
| [02:08.19] | |
| [02:08.54] | And oh |
| [02:43.09] |