| Song | Cross The Road, Molina |
| Artist | Songs: Ohia |
| Album | Didn't It Rain |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Benford, Brenner, Castano ... | |
| wolf headed conjurour in the cross roads | |
| green eyes and alien chant brought the lightning down | |
| set my pulse to the short waves pulse | |
| set my pulse to the great lakes pulse | |
| to wreath the moon in a head dress of neon flames | |
| must take concentration from that heavy old bird | |
| blue chicago moon swings like a blade above the midwest’s heart | |
| swings like a blade (x2) | |
| swing that blade above us(x2) | |
| show us how close it can get | |
| show us close you can get | |
| show us how fast we can lose it how bad we’re out numbered | |
| set my pulse an electric pulse | |
| set my pulse to the blues | |
| them black sad eyes (x2) | |
| if i never see them again tell them goodbye | |
| and i set my pulse to an electric pulse | |
| i set my pulse to the blues | |
| i send my pulse to the vixen’s hearts | |
| i concentrate like that heavy old bird |
| zuo qu : Benford, Brenner, Castano ... | |
| wolf headed conjurour in the cross roads | |
| green eyes and alien chant brought the lightning down | |
| set my pulse to the short waves pulse | |
| set my pulse to the great lakes pulse | |
| to wreath the moon in a head dress of neon flames | |
| must take concentration from that heavy old bird | |
| blue chicago moon swings like a blade above the midwest' s heart | |
| swings like a blade x2 | |
| swing that blade above us x2 | |
| show us how close it can get | |
| show us close you can get | |
| show us how fast we can lose it how bad we' re out numbered | |
| set my pulse an electric pulse | |
| set my pulse to the blues | |
| them black sad eyes x2 | |
| if i never see them again tell them goodbye | |
| and i set my pulse to an electric pulse | |
| i set my pulse to the blues | |
| i send my pulse to the vixen' s hearts | |
| i concentrate like that heavy old bird |
| zuò qǔ : Benford, Brenner, Castano ... | |
| wolf headed conjurour in the cross roads | |
| green eyes and alien chant brought the lightning down | |
| set my pulse to the short waves pulse | |
| set my pulse to the great lakes pulse | |
| to wreath the moon in a head dress of neon flames | |
| must take concentration from that heavy old bird | |
| blue chicago moon swings like a blade above the midwest' s heart | |
| swings like a blade x2 | |
| swing that blade above us x2 | |
| show us how close it can get | |
| show us close you can get | |
| show us how fast we can lose it how bad we' re out numbered | |
| set my pulse an electric pulse | |
| set my pulse to the blues | |
| them black sad eyes x2 | |
| if i never see them again tell them goodbye | |
| and i set my pulse to an electric pulse | |
| i set my pulse to the blues | |
| i send my pulse to the vixen' s hearts | |
| i concentrate like that heavy old bird |