| Song | Cuts You Up - Live |
| Artist | Peter Murphy |
| Album | Alive JustForLove |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Murphy, Statham | |
| I find you in the morning | |
| After dreams of distant signs | |
| You pour yourself over me | |
| Like the sun through the blinds | |
| You lift me up | |
| And get me out | |
| Keep me walking | |
| But never shout | |
| Hold the secret close | |
| I hear you say | |
| You know the way | |
| It twists and turns | |
| Changing colour | |
| Spinning yarns | |
| You know the way | |
| It leaves you dry | |
| It cuts you up | |
| It takes you high | |
| You know the way | |
| It's painted gold | |
| Is it honey | |
| Is it gold | |
| You know the way | |
| It throws about | |
| It takes you in | |
| And spits you out | |
| On and on it goes | |
| Calling like a distant wind | |
| Through the zero hour we'll walk | |
| Cut the thick and break the thin | |
| No sound to break no moment clear | |
| When all the doubts are crystal clear | |
| Crashing hard into the secret wind | |
| You know the way | |
| It throws about | |
| It takes you in | |
| And spits you out | |
| It spits you out | |
| When you desire | |
| To conquer it | |
| To feel you're higher | |
| To follow it | |
| You must be clean | |
| With mistakes | |
| That you do mean | |
| Move the heart | |
| Switch the pace | |
| Look for what seems out of place | |
| It's ok | |
| It goes this way | |
| The line is thin | |
| It twists away | |
| Cuts you up | |
| It throws about | |
| Keep me walking | |
| But never shout | |
| by sonicmay |
| zuo ci : Murphy, Statham | |
| I find you in the morning | |
| After dreams of distant signs | |
| You pour yourself over me | |
| Like the sun through the blinds | |
| You lift me up | |
| And get me out | |
| Keep me walking | |
| But never shout | |
| Hold the secret close | |
| I hear you say | |
| You know the way | |
| It twists and turns | |
| Changing colour | |
| Spinning yarns | |
| You know the way | |
| It leaves you dry | |
| It cuts you up | |
| It takes you high | |
| You know the way | |
| It' s painted gold | |
| Is it honey | |
| Is it gold | |
| You know the way | |
| It throws about | |
| It takes you in | |
| And spits you out | |
| On and on it goes | |
| Calling like a distant wind | |
| Through the zero hour we' ll walk | |
| Cut the thick and break the thin | |
| No sound to break no moment clear | |
| When all the doubts are crystal clear | |
| Crashing hard into the secret wind | |
| You know the way | |
| It throws about | |
| It takes you in | |
| And spits you out | |
| It spits you out | |
| When you desire | |
| To conquer it | |
| To feel you' re higher | |
| To follow it | |
| You must be clean | |
| With mistakes | |
| That you do mean | |
| Move the heart | |
| Switch the pace | |
| Look for what seems out of place | |
| It' s ok | |
| It goes this way | |
| The line is thin | |
| It twists away | |
| Cuts you up | |
| It throws about | |
| Keep me walking | |
| But never shout | |
| by sonicmay |
| zuò cí : Murphy, Statham | |
| I find you in the morning | |
| After dreams of distant signs | |
| You pour yourself over me | |
| Like the sun through the blinds | |
| You lift me up | |
| And get me out | |
| Keep me walking | |
| But never shout | |
| Hold the secret close | |
| I hear you say | |
| You know the way | |
| It twists and turns | |
| Changing colour | |
| Spinning yarns | |
| You know the way | |
| It leaves you dry | |
| It cuts you up | |
| It takes you high | |
| You know the way | |
| It' s painted gold | |
| Is it honey | |
| Is it gold | |
| You know the way | |
| It throws about | |
| It takes you in | |
| And spits you out | |
| On and on it goes | |
| Calling like a distant wind | |
| Through the zero hour we' ll walk | |
| Cut the thick and break the thin | |
| No sound to break no moment clear | |
| When all the doubts are crystal clear | |
| Crashing hard into the secret wind | |
| You know the way | |
| It throws about | |
| It takes you in | |
| And spits you out | |
| It spits you out | |
| When you desire | |
| To conquer it | |
| To feel you' re higher | |
| To follow it | |
| You must be clean | |
| With mistakes | |
| That you do mean | |
| Move the heart | |
| Switch the pace | |
| Look for what seems out of place | |
| It' s ok | |
| It goes this way | |
| The line is thin | |
| It twists away | |
| Cuts you up | |
| It throws about | |
| Keep me walking | |
| But never shout | |
| by sonicmay |