| Song | Dear Believer |
| Artist | Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros |
| Album | Here |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Edward Sharpe &The Magnetic Zeros | |
| Dear believer come sing me a song | |
| Let the octave belong to the next | |
| And lifting us soundly back into the world | |
| May we sing the earth, heaven's breath | |
| Murder murder, you haunt every bone | |
| But the son you have grown still resists | |
| Anger anger, you're finally my bitch | |
| Through glory of this, heaven's breath | |
| Paradise, has its hunter | |
| Call me blind, call me foolI don't mind chasing thunder | |
| I say reaching for heaven is what I'm on Earth to do | |
| Dear believer I've no cause to go on | |
| Save for if you take my case | |
| See the world was good and heavy on my shoulders as a child | |
| But I let it all go to my waist | |
| Now comfort's rooting pigs for my blood | |
| To stick in my mud a flag of white | |
| Dear believer of fire and rebirth | |
| May we shine the earth, heaven's light | |
| Dear believer come sing us a song | |
| Like we sang upon younger days | |
| When the world was good and heavy on our shoulders as a child' | |
| Fore we let it all go to waste | |
| Paradise has its hunter | |
| Call me wise, call me foolI don't mind chasing thunder | |
| I say reaching for heaven is what I'm on Earth to do | |
| I say reaching for heaven is what I'm on Earth to do | |
| Maybe reaching for heaven is what I'm on Earth to do |
| zuo ci : Edward Sharpe The Magnetic Zeros | |
| Dear believer come sing me a song | |
| Let the octave belong to the next | |
| And lifting us soundly back into the world | |
| May we sing the earth, heaven' s breath | |
| Murder murder, you haunt every bone | |
| But the son you have grown still resists | |
| Anger anger, you' re finally my bitch | |
| Through glory of this, heaven' s breath | |
| Paradise, has its hunter | |
| Call me blind, call me foolI don' t mind chasing thunder | |
| I say reaching for heaven is what I' m on Earth to do | |
| Dear believer I' ve no cause to go on | |
| Save for if you take my case | |
| See the world was good and heavy on my shoulders as a child | |
| But I let it all go to my waist | |
| Now comfort' s rooting pigs for my blood | |
| To stick in my mud a flag of white | |
| Dear believer of fire and rebirth | |
| May we shine the earth, heaven' s light | |
| Dear believer come sing us a song | |
| Like we sang upon younger days | |
| When the world was good and heavy on our shoulders as a child' | |
| Fore we let it all go to waste | |
| Paradise has its hunter | |
| Call me wise, call me foolI don' t mind chasing thunder | |
| I say reaching for heaven is what I' m on Earth to do | |
| I say reaching for heaven is what I' m on Earth to do | |
| Maybe reaching for heaven is what I' m on Earth to do |
| zuò cí : Edward Sharpe The Magnetic Zeros | |
| Dear believer come sing me a song | |
| Let the octave belong to the next | |
| And lifting us soundly back into the world | |
| May we sing the earth, heaven' s breath | |
| Murder murder, you haunt every bone | |
| But the son you have grown still resists | |
| Anger anger, you' re finally my bitch | |
| Through glory of this, heaven' s breath | |
| Paradise, has its hunter | |
| Call me blind, call me foolI don' t mind chasing thunder | |
| I say reaching for heaven is what I' m on Earth to do | |
| Dear believer I' ve no cause to go on | |
| Save for if you take my case | |
| See the world was good and heavy on my shoulders as a child | |
| But I let it all go to my waist | |
| Now comfort' s rooting pigs for my blood | |
| To stick in my mud a flag of white | |
| Dear believer of fire and rebirth | |
| May we shine the earth, heaven' s light | |
| Dear believer come sing us a song | |
| Like we sang upon younger days | |
| When the world was good and heavy on our shoulders as a child' | |
| Fore we let it all go to waste | |
| Paradise has its hunter | |
| Call me wise, call me foolI don' t mind chasing thunder | |
| I say reaching for heaven is what I' m on Earth to do | |
| I say reaching for heaven is what I' m on Earth to do | |
| Maybe reaching for heaven is what I' m on Earth to do |