A Quarter Day Ago Lyrics
| Song | A Quarter Day Ago |
| Artist | Moemaw Naedon |
| Artist | Billy Hoyle |
| Album | Travel Through |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Moemaw Naedon | |
| 作曲 : Moemaw Naedon/Billy Hoyle | |
| *late night lamp light trying to get the plan right | |
| reflections of the day shape the feelings that i cant fight | |
| much less identify must get centralized | |
| catch the vibe situate the thoughts and let the pen glide | |
| fan blades spinning push a cool breeze | |
| through the four corners that i choose to fuse together my peace | |
| just a quarter day ago plus a few hours more | |
| i was moving with many beings choosing to explore | |
| the steel beams and the fountains by the shores | |
| of the river with the clipper dripping liquid out the pores | |
| the sun felt much needed | |
| still wrapped in winter time pale skin up in the lab is where i usually keep it | |
| it aint a secret i wont everyday to be a weekend | |
| with my peeps who try to keep the peace and not just speak it | |
| peace to Parker peace to Reason | |
| cypher in the park was decent | |
| underneath the tree we caught the shade from how the leaves were leaning | |
| dipped with the mrs. copped a slice but they aint selling booze | |
| but thats alright this evening don't need it, feeling cool | |
| aint nothing running through my system but some coffee beans | |
| ground down strained with water heated up, my cup steams | |
| you never know when today could be your best yet | |
| usually in hindsight we wish we would've known it then | |
| i roll the pen across the paper till' the line ends | |
| the choice is mine how i choose to view the time i spend | |
| *late night lamp light trying to get the plan right | |
| reflections of the day shape the feelings that i cant fight | |
| much less identify must get centralized.... |
| zuo ci : Moemaw Naedon | |
| zuo qu : Moemaw Naedon Billy Hoyle | |
| late night lamp light trying to get the plan right | |
| reflections of the day shape the feelings that i cant fight | |
| much less identify must get centralized | |
| catch the vibe situate the thoughts and let the pen glide | |
| fan blades spinning push a cool breeze | |
| through the four corners that i choose to fuse together my peace | |
| just a quarter day ago plus a few hours more | |
| i was moving with many beings choosing to explore | |
| the steel beams and the fountains by the shores | |
| of the river with the clipper dripping liquid out the pores | |
| the sun felt much needed | |
| still wrapped in winter time pale skin up in the lab is where i usually keep it | |
| it aint a secret i wont everyday to be a weekend | |
| with my peeps who try to keep the peace and not just speak it | |
| peace to Parker peace to Reason | |
| cypher in the park was decent | |
| underneath the tree we caught the shade from how the leaves were leaning | |
| dipped with the mrs. copped a slice but they aint selling booze | |
| but thats alright this evening don' t need it, feeling cool | |
| aint nothing running through my system but some coffee beans | |
| ground down strained with water heated up, my cup steams | |
| you never know when today could be your best yet | |
| usually in hindsight we wish we would' ve known it then | |
| i roll the pen across the paper till' the line ends | |
| the choice is mine how i choose to view the time i spend | |
| late night lamp light trying to get the plan right | |
| reflections of the day shape the feelings that i cant fight | |
| much less identify must get centralized.... |
| zuò cí : Moemaw Naedon | |
| zuò qǔ : Moemaw Naedon Billy Hoyle | |
| late night lamp light trying to get the plan right | |
| reflections of the day shape the feelings that i cant fight | |
| much less identify must get centralized | |
| catch the vibe situate the thoughts and let the pen glide | |
| fan blades spinning push a cool breeze | |
| through the four corners that i choose to fuse together my peace | |
| just a quarter day ago plus a few hours more | |
| i was moving with many beings choosing to explore | |
| the steel beams and the fountains by the shores | |
| of the river with the clipper dripping liquid out the pores | |
| the sun felt much needed | |
| still wrapped in winter time pale skin up in the lab is where i usually keep it | |
| it aint a secret i wont everyday to be a weekend | |
| with my peeps who try to keep the peace and not just speak it | |
| peace to Parker peace to Reason | |
| cypher in the park was decent | |
| underneath the tree we caught the shade from how the leaves were leaning | |
| dipped with the mrs. copped a slice but they aint selling booze | |
| but thats alright this evening don' t need it, feeling cool | |
| aint nothing running through my system but some coffee beans | |
| ground down strained with water heated up, my cup steams | |
| you never know when today could be your best yet | |
| usually in hindsight we wish we would' ve known it then | |
| i roll the pen across the paper till' the line ends | |
| the choice is mine how i choose to view the time i spend | |
| late night lamp light trying to get the plan right | |
| reflections of the day shape the feelings that i cant fight | |
| much less identify must get centralized.... |
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