Clelia Walking Lyrics
| Song | Clelia Walking |
| Artist | Kayo Dot |
| Album | Blue Lambency Downward |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Driver | |
| The cathedral buried beneath another cathedral is where the glibbest instrument lay | |
| And there it rests, exhausted, | |
| While in the visible room, a band continues to play. | |
| The insensitive diviner, feeling ill. | |
| The beetle rolled over and time stopped | |
| Suddenly the gospel pages multiplied | |
| And my entire bookshelf reversed itself. | |
| I don't want to be the melody | |
| I prefer the choking sow | |
| Who, while taking every care to parry | |
| Has wound up with her head in the ground | |
| And each of us choking on the cannonball with a sound | |
| Can't help but sleep until it's dark | |
| And winter weighs on every bough | |
| We watch you as you drown | |
| And reach up to us on your way down | |
| You're hanging from your toes in a tiffany redoubt | |
| Come back and I'll tell you more... |
| zuo qu : Driver | |
| The cathedral buried beneath another cathedral is where the glibbest instrument lay | |
| And there it rests, exhausted, | |
| While in the visible room, a band continues to play. | |
| The insensitive diviner, feeling ill. | |
| The beetle rolled over and time stopped | |
| Suddenly the gospel pages multiplied | |
| And my entire bookshelf reversed itself. | |
| I don' t want to be the melody | |
| I prefer the choking sow | |
| Who, while taking every care to parry | |
| Has wound up with her head in the ground | |
| And each of us choking on the cannonball with a sound | |
| Can' t help but sleep until it' s dark | |
| And winter weighs on every bough | |
| We watch you as you drown | |
| And reach up to us on your way down | |
| You' re hanging from your toes in a tiffany redoubt | |
| Come back and I' ll tell you more... |
| zuò qǔ : Driver | |
| The cathedral buried beneath another cathedral is where the glibbest instrument lay | |
| And there it rests, exhausted, | |
| While in the visible room, a band continues to play. | |
| The insensitive diviner, feeling ill. | |
| The beetle rolled over and time stopped | |
| Suddenly the gospel pages multiplied | |
| And my entire bookshelf reversed itself. | |
| I don' t want to be the melody | |
| I prefer the choking sow | |
| Who, while taking every care to parry | |
| Has wound up with her head in the ground | |
| And each of us choking on the cannonball with a sound | |
| Can' t help but sleep until it' s dark | |
| And winter weighs on every bough | |
| We watch you as you drown | |
| And reach up to us on your way down | |
| You' re hanging from your toes in a tiffany redoubt | |
| Come back and I' ll tell you more... |
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