| Song | Crush You |
| Artist | Chamberlain |
| Album | The Moon My Saddle |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Moore, Rubenstein | |
| You walked out alone, up before the sun; | |
| out of the house as the stars shut you off. | |
| that old moon's still a half open eye... | |
| half-concerned with the streets that you slip down, | |
| with the fact that you been lost more than you been found. | |
| As you walk your boots make a loud sound | |
| that ruins the quiet of this town. | |
| She set out to crush you. | |
| Sorrow set out to crush you down, | |
| but she missed you somehow. | |
| With nowhere to go but through miles of sun, | |
| bones of thoughts life puts flesh on. | |
| You feel weaker than a spiderweb in the rain. | |
| Down the street they're tearing the church to the ground. | |
| New Orleans is washing her sidewalks down. | |
| You had to get lost in that big old town | |
| before you could finally be found. | |
| Set set out to crush you. | |
| Sorrow set out to crush you down, | |
| but she missed you somehow. |
| zuo qu : Moore, Rubenstein | |
| You walked out alone, up before the sun | |
| out of the house as the stars shut you off. | |
| that old moon' s still a half open eye... | |
| halfconcerned with the streets that you slip down, | |
| with the fact that you been lost more than you been found. | |
| As you walk your boots make a loud sound | |
| that ruins the quiet of this town. | |
| She set out to crush you. | |
| Sorrow set out to crush you down, | |
| but she missed you somehow. | |
| With nowhere to go but through miles of sun, | |
| bones of thoughts life puts flesh on. | |
| You feel weaker than a spiderweb in the rain. | |
| Down the street they' re tearing the church to the ground. | |
| New Orleans is washing her sidewalks down. | |
| You had to get lost in that big old town | |
| before you could finally be found. | |
| Set set out to crush you. | |
| Sorrow set out to crush you down, | |
| but she missed you somehow. |
| zuò qǔ : Moore, Rubenstein | |
| You walked out alone, up before the sun | |
| out of the house as the stars shut you off. | |
| that old moon' s still a half open eye... | |
| halfconcerned with the streets that you slip down, | |
| with the fact that you been lost more than you been found. | |
| As you walk your boots make a loud sound | |
| that ruins the quiet of this town. | |
| She set out to crush you. | |
| Sorrow set out to crush you down, | |
| but she missed you somehow. | |
| With nowhere to go but through miles of sun, | |
| bones of thoughts life puts flesh on. | |
| You feel weaker than a spiderweb in the rain. | |
| Down the street they' re tearing the church to the ground. | |
| New Orleans is washing her sidewalks down. | |
| You had to get lost in that big old town | |
| before you could finally be found. | |
| Set set out to crush you. | |
| Sorrow set out to crush you down, | |
| but she missed you somehow. |