My Dove, My Lamb Lyrics

Song	My Dove, My Lamb
Artist	Phosphorescent
Album	Pride
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	作曲 : Houck
	I remember evenings when my dad would sing
	Hiding in the hallways, I am listening
	Keeping still my body until it’s borne aloft
	Her hair is soft her breath is soft and her name is soft
	And gather me completely in her sighing hands
	My dove my dove my lamb
	Born with ocean thunder underneath our veins
	Lonelier than cows left standing in the rain
	Holy when our weight into the waves is tossed
	Though ships get lost and fish get lost and names get lost
	She will wait to greet me where it meets dry land
	My dove my dove my lamb
	So. Careful of that language babe some words are stones
	They’ll lead you out from town and leave you all alone
	Past the mirrored diamond mares that run all night
	Where camptown ladies sing that song ‘aw come aw wry’
	But lo they sing it sweetly so I’ll understand
	My dove my dove my lamb
	Though my sight be near and my way be long
	Though the light I chase be disappeared by dawn
	I have seen her standing on the roofs at night
	I have seen her silver figure bathed and bright
	And I have seen her sleeping in the cold white sand
	My dove my dove my lamb
	So even in these cities where she’s haunting me
	Even when my weariness is wanting me
	Even when my wickednesses want to breathe
	Even in these dirty clubs counting 1-2-3
	I will keep a singing til I no more can
	My dove my dove my lamb
	And later if I’m better I’ll be born again
	I’ll pull my newborn body from the thorns and limbs
	Finding with my fingers where they’ve torn the page
	From some ancient book all gold and worn from age
	And writ upon it neatly though in trembling hand
	My dove my dove my lamb
	Then later in the evening I hear trumpets ring
	I stretch out in the dark and I am listening
	Studying the sadness in your perfect limbs
	Move them under mine until they learn to blend
	And I will keep repeating til they understand
	My dove my dove my lamb

	zuo qu : Houck
	I remember evenings when my dad would sing
	Hiding in the hallways, I am listening
	Keeping still my body until it' s borne aloft
	Her hair is soft her breath is soft and her name is soft
	And gather me completely in her sighing hands
	My dove my dove my lamb
	Born with ocean thunder underneath our veins
	Lonelier than cows left standing in the rain
	Holy when our weight into the waves is tossed
	Though ships get lost and fish get lost and names get lost
	She will wait to greet me where it meets dry land
	My dove my dove my lamb
	So. Careful of that language babe some words are stones
	They' ll lead you out from town and leave you all alone
	Past the mirrored diamond mares that run all night
	Where camptown ladies sing that song ' aw come aw wry'
	But lo they sing it sweetly so I' ll understand
	My dove my dove my lamb
	Though my sight be near and my way be long
	Though the light I chase be disappeared by dawn
	I have seen her standing on the roofs at night
	I have seen her silver figure bathed and bright
	And I have seen her sleeping in the cold white sand
	My dove my dove my lamb
	So even in these cities where she' s haunting me
	Even when my weariness is wanting me
	Even when my wickednesses want to breathe
	Even in these dirty clubs counting 123
	I will keep a singing til I no more can
	My dove my dove my lamb
	And later if I' m better I' ll be born again
	I' ll pull my newborn body from the thorns and limbs
	Finding with my fingers where they' ve torn the page
	From some ancient book all gold and worn from age
	And writ upon it neatly though in trembling hand
	My dove my dove my lamb
	Then later in the evening I hear trumpets ring
	I stretch out in the dark and I am listening
	Studying the sadness in your perfect limbs
	Move them under mine until they learn to blend
	And I will keep repeating til they understand
	My dove my dove my lamb

	zuò qǔ : Houck
	I remember evenings when my dad would sing
	Hiding in the hallways, I am listening
	Keeping still my body until it' s borne aloft
	Her hair is soft her breath is soft and her name is soft
	And gather me completely in her sighing hands
	My dove my dove my lamb
	Born with ocean thunder underneath our veins
	Lonelier than cows left standing in the rain
	Holy when our weight into the waves is tossed
	Though ships get lost and fish get lost and names get lost
	She will wait to greet me where it meets dry land
	My dove my dove my lamb
	So. Careful of that language babe some words are stones
	They' ll lead you out from town and leave you all alone
	Past the mirrored diamond mares that run all night
	Where camptown ladies sing that song ' aw come aw wry'
	But lo they sing it sweetly so I' ll understand
	My dove my dove my lamb
	Though my sight be near and my way be long
	Though the light I chase be disappeared by dawn
	I have seen her standing on the roofs at night
	I have seen her silver figure bathed and bright
	And I have seen her sleeping in the cold white sand
	My dove my dove my lamb
	So even in these cities where she' s haunting me
	Even when my weariness is wanting me
	Even when my wickednesses want to breathe
	Even in these dirty clubs counting 123
	I will keep a singing til I no more can
	My dove my dove my lamb
	And later if I' m better I' ll be born again
	I' ll pull my newborn body from the thorns and limbs
	Finding with my fingers where they' ve torn the page
	From some ancient book all gold and worn from age
	And writ upon it neatly though in trembling hand
	My dove my dove my lamb
	Then later in the evening I hear trumpets ring
	I stretch out in the dark and I am listening
	Studying the sadness in your perfect limbs
	Move them under mine until they learn to blend
	And I will keep repeating til they understand
	My dove my dove my lamb

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