Buenos Aires Beach Lyrics
| Song | Buenos Aires Beach |
| Artist | The War on Drugs |
| Album | Wagonwheel Blues |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Granduciel |
| [00:05.070] | |
| [00:19.800] | My barricades feel open now |
| [00:21.840] | So I leave behind the bridge |
| [00:23.050] | |
| [00:23.710] | With a flag with a western wave and a simple stitch to fix |
| [00:27.690] | I'll hold myself together now as you take me through the ditch |
| [00:31.490] | Where the sky crumbled on the floors |
| [00:34.810] | You'll sweep me off of my back |
| [00:36.410] | |
| [00:36.950] | You'll save me from the rumble you spoke of before |
| [00:39.100] | |
| [00:39.940] | The one who saved you |
| [00:41.940] | The one who you were banking on |
| [00:43.860] | When your highs were cutting through my lows |
| [00:56.070] | Enter through the side door please |
| [00:58.090] | I know you wish to speak with me |
| [01:00.130] | Of old neglected promises |
| [01:01.080] | Of stolen souvenirs |
| [01:03.790] | How you could hear the ocean |
| [01:05.790] | But you could not see the breeze |
| [01:07.570] | When the sky was setting on a Buenos Aires beach |
| [01:11.770] | And the sun was shining on the one I wish to see |
| [01:15.290] | And the fates are shifting under land |
| [01:17.990] | |
| [01:18.740] | You're beating on the floors |
| [01:20.740] | You're sleeping on the same ones you've been sweeping on |
| [01:23.840] | The one that saved me |
| [01:25.660] | The one that I was banking on |
| [01:27.770] | When your highs were cutting through my lows |
| [01:31.730] | So hold me up against the tree |
| [01:33.950] | You used to measure me in feet |
| [01:35.600] | And set your sights to green |
| [01:37.590] | |
| [01:39.770] | You know the cross-town boys and on |
| [01:41.530] | They show up with the sea shells in their eyes |
| [01:44.630] | But you know what they want |
| [01:47.330] | By the glow of your skin |
| [01:52.970] | And you can overdress for him |
| [01:55.910] | But it will soon grow old |
| [02:04.550] | |
| [02:15.540] | And this winter it came to pass |
| [02:19.270] | So much slower than the last |
| [02:23.510] | And now there's nothing left to grasp |
| [02:27.410] | In our hands and nothing left to catch |
| [02:31.210] | So they'll speak of the past |
| [02:35.120] | In the future perfect tense |
| [02:39.870] | Of places we will go |
| [02:50.230] | Before we grow old |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : Granduciel |
| [00:05.070] | |
| [00:19.800] | My barricades feel open now |
| [00:21.840] | So I leave behind the bridge |
| [00:23.050] | |
| [00:23.710] | With a flag with a western wave and a simple stitch to fix |
| [00:27.690] | I' ll hold myself together now as you take me through the ditch |
| [00:31.490] | Where the sky crumbled on the floors |
| [00:34.810] | You' ll sweep me off of my back |
| [00:36.410] | |
| [00:36.950] | You' ll save me from the rumble you spoke of before |
| [00:39.100] | |
| [00:39.940] | The one who saved you |
| [00:41.940] | The one who you were banking on |
| [00:43.860] | When your highs were cutting through my lows |
| [00:56.070] | Enter through the side door please |
| [00:58.090] | I know you wish to speak with me |
| [01:00.130] | Of old neglected promises |
| [01:01.080] | Of stolen souvenirs |
| [01:03.790] | How you could hear the ocean |
| [01:05.790] | But you could not see the breeze |
| [01:07.570] | When the sky was setting on a Buenos Aires beach |
| [01:11.770] | And the sun was shining on the one I wish to see |
| [01:15.290] | And the fates are shifting under land |
| [01:17.990] | |
| [01:18.740] | You' re beating on the floors |
| [01:20.740] | You' re sleeping on the same ones you' ve been sweeping on |
| [01:23.840] | The one that saved me |
| [01:25.660] | The one that I was banking on |
| [01:27.770] | When your highs were cutting through my lows |
| [01:31.730] | So hold me up against the tree |
| [01:33.950] | You used to measure me in feet |
| [01:35.600] | And set your sights to green |
| [01:37.590] | |
| [01:39.770] | You know the crosstown boys and on |
| [01:41.530] | They show up with the sea shells in their eyes |
| [01:44.630] | But you know what they want |
| [01:47.330] | By the glow of your skin |
| [01:52.970] | And you can overdress for him |
| [01:55.910] | But it will soon grow old |
| [02:04.550] | |
| [02:15.540] | And this winter it came to pass |
| [02:19.270] | So much slower than the last |
| [02:23.510] | And now there' s nothing left to grasp |
| [02:27.410] | In our hands and nothing left to catch |
| [02:31.210] | So they' ll speak of the past |
| [02:35.120] | In the future perfect tense |
| [02:39.870] | Of places we will go |
| [02:50.230] | Before we grow old |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Granduciel |
| [00:05.070] | |
| [00:19.800] | My barricades feel open now |
| [00:21.840] | So I leave behind the bridge |
| [00:23.050] | |
| [00:23.710] | With a flag with a western wave and a simple stitch to fix |
| [00:27.690] | I' ll hold myself together now as you take me through the ditch |
| [00:31.490] | Where the sky crumbled on the floors |
| [00:34.810] | You' ll sweep me off of my back |
| [00:36.410] | |
| [00:36.950] | You' ll save me from the rumble you spoke of before |
| [00:39.100] | |
| [00:39.940] | The one who saved you |
| [00:41.940] | The one who you were banking on |
| [00:43.860] | When your highs were cutting through my lows |
| [00:56.070] | Enter through the side door please |
| [00:58.090] | I know you wish to speak with me |
| [01:00.130] | Of old neglected promises |
| [01:01.080] | Of stolen souvenirs |
| [01:03.790] | How you could hear the ocean |
| [01:05.790] | But you could not see the breeze |
| [01:07.570] | When the sky was setting on a Buenos Aires beach |
| [01:11.770] | And the sun was shining on the one I wish to see |
| [01:15.290] | And the fates are shifting under land |
| [01:17.990] | |
| [01:18.740] | You' re beating on the floors |
| [01:20.740] | You' re sleeping on the same ones you' ve been sweeping on |
| [01:23.840] | The one that saved me |
| [01:25.660] | The one that I was banking on |
| [01:27.770] | When your highs were cutting through my lows |
| [01:31.730] | So hold me up against the tree |
| [01:33.950] | You used to measure me in feet |
| [01:35.600] | And set your sights to green |
| [01:37.590] | |
| [01:39.770] | You know the crosstown boys and on |
| [01:41.530] | They show up with the sea shells in their eyes |
| [01:44.630] | But you know what they want |
| [01:47.330] | By the glow of your skin |
| [01:52.970] | And you can overdress for him |
| [01:55.910] | But it will soon grow old |
| [02:04.550] | |
| [02:15.540] | And this winter it came to pass |
| [02:19.270] | So much slower than the last |
| [02:23.510] | And now there' s nothing left to grasp |
| [02:27.410] | In our hands and nothing left to catch |
| [02:31.210] | So they' ll speak of the past |
| [02:35.120] | In the future perfect tense |
| [02:39.870] | Of places we will go |
| [02:50.230] | Before we grow old |
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