Everything I Saw Lyrics
| Song | Everything I Saw |
| Artist | The Weather Station |
| Album | All Of It Was Mine |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : Tamara Lindeman |
| [00:00.252] | |
| [00:20.418] | I grew pale white lilacs and wild columbine |
| [00:23.977] | And all of it was mine |
| [00:28.737] | In old recycling bins I grew watermelon vine |
| [00:33.021] | And all of it was mine |
| [00:37.093] | And everything I saw seemed to get so small |
| [00:41.137] | Like from a speeding car, old familiar barns |
| [00:47.779] | I made hard wheat bread, and rhubarb berry fool |
| [00:51.216] | And I gave it all to you |
| [00:54.085] | I crumpled all my clothes and to the floor I threw them |
| [00:58.009] | And turned right back to you |
| [01:00.370] | My rotten softwood fence, my sagging hydro line |
| [01:04.090] | All of it is mine, all of it is mine |
| [01:09.781] | The mice come in at night in the muddy streetlight shine |
| [01:13.580] | See the hulking brown skyline - |
| [01:15.235] | All of it is mine, all of it is mine |
| [01:23.125] | And all the while I shrunk I pulled my clothes around |
| [01:26.625] | Like my body I could drown |
| [01:33.286] | I dug up shattered glass and forgotten plastic trucks |
| [01:36.911] | And coiled faded twine |
| [01:38.829] | And all of it is mine |
| [01:41.977] | My buckling plaster walls, cracks snake and wind |
| [01:45.428] | All of it is mine |
| [01:48.434] | And everything I knew I seemed to see right through |
| [01:51.848] | Like cheap cotton skirts like the Madawaska view |
| [01:56.887] | All these things I knew |
| [02:11.703] | Muddy white petunias, lobelia trails blue-eyed |
| [02:14.981] | All of it is mine |
| [02:18.064] | Irises shot up high and white lilies tumbled shy |
| [02:21.653] | All of it is mine |
| [02:24.657] | I dug up all my carrots with their wild orange hue |
| [02:28.124] | And I gave them all to you |
| [02:30.975] | And all the words with which I didn't know what to do |
| [02:34.473] | Oh I said them all to you |
| [02:36.671] |
| [00:00.000] | zuo qu : Tamara Lindeman |
| [00:00.252] | |
| [00:20.418] | I grew pale white lilacs and wild columbine |
| [00:23.977] | And all of it was mine |
| [00:28.737] | In old recycling bins I grew watermelon vine |
| [00:33.021] | And all of it was mine |
| [00:37.093] | And everything I saw seemed to get so small |
| [00:41.137] | Like from a speeding car, old familiar barns |
| [00:47.779] | I made hard wheat bread, and rhubarb berry fool |
| [00:51.216] | And I gave it all to you |
| [00:54.085] | I crumpled all my clothes and to the floor I threw them |
| [00:58.009] | And turned right back to you |
| [01:00.370] | My rotten softwood fence, my sagging hydro line |
| [01:04.090] | All of it is mine, all of it is mine |
| [01:09.781] | The mice come in at night in the muddy streetlight shine |
| [01:13.580] | See the hulking brown skyline |
| [01:15.235] | All of it is mine, all of it is mine |
| [01:23.125] | And all the while I shrunk I pulled my clothes around |
| [01:26.625] | Like my body I could drown |
| [01:33.286] | I dug up shattered glass and forgotten plastic trucks |
| [01:36.911] | And coiled faded twine |
| [01:38.829] | And all of it is mine |
| [01:41.977] | My buckling plaster walls, cracks snake and wind |
| [01:45.428] | All of it is mine |
| [01:48.434] | And everything I knew I seemed to see right through |
| [01:51.848] | Like cheap cotton skirts like the Madawaska view |
| [01:56.887] | All these things I knew |
| [02:11.703] | Muddy white petunias, lobelia trails blueeyed |
| [02:14.981] | All of it is mine |
| [02:18.064] | Irises shot up high and white lilies tumbled shy |
| [02:21.653] | All of it is mine |
| [02:24.657] | I dug up all my carrots with their wild orange hue |
| [02:28.124] | And I gave them all to you |
| [02:30.975] | And all the words with which I didn' t know what to do |
| [02:34.473] | Oh I said them all to you |
| [02:36.671] |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Tamara Lindeman |
| [00:00.252] | |
| [00:20.418] | I grew pale white lilacs and wild columbine |
| [00:23.977] | And all of it was mine |
| [00:28.737] | In old recycling bins I grew watermelon vine |
| [00:33.021] | And all of it was mine |
| [00:37.093] | And everything I saw seemed to get so small |
| [00:41.137] | Like from a speeding car, old familiar barns |
| [00:47.779] | I made hard wheat bread, and rhubarb berry fool |
| [00:51.216] | And I gave it all to you |
| [00:54.085] | I crumpled all my clothes and to the floor I threw them |
| [00:58.009] | And turned right back to you |
| [01:00.370] | My rotten softwood fence, my sagging hydro line |
| [01:04.090] | All of it is mine, all of it is mine |
| [01:09.781] | The mice come in at night in the muddy streetlight shine |
| [01:13.580] | See the hulking brown skyline |
| [01:15.235] | All of it is mine, all of it is mine |
| [01:23.125] | And all the while I shrunk I pulled my clothes around |
| [01:26.625] | Like my body I could drown |
| [01:33.286] | I dug up shattered glass and forgotten plastic trucks |
| [01:36.911] | And coiled faded twine |
| [01:38.829] | And all of it is mine |
| [01:41.977] | My buckling plaster walls, cracks snake and wind |
| [01:45.428] | All of it is mine |
| [01:48.434] | And everything I knew I seemed to see right through |
| [01:51.848] | Like cheap cotton skirts like the Madawaska view |
| [01:56.887] | All these things I knew |
| [02:11.703] | Muddy white petunias, lobelia trails blueeyed |
| [02:14.981] | All of it is mine |
| [02:18.064] | Irises shot up high and white lilies tumbled shy |
| [02:21.653] | All of it is mine |
| [02:24.657] | I dug up all my carrots with their wild orange hue |
| [02:28.124] | And I gave them all to you |
| [02:30.975] | And all the words with which I didn' t know what to do |
| [02:34.473] | Oh I said them all to you |
| [02:36.671] |
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