| Song | All Of This Could Have Been Yours |
| Artist | Shooter Jennings |
| Artist | Hierophant |
| Album | Black Ribbons (Bullet) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Jennings | |
| I had a cure, for your diseasebut you threw it awayand you made it clear | |
| I was not welcome on these seasand you threw it away | |
| So I sailed and | |
| I sailed for so longmy hair grew long and my heart grew cold | |
| I face certain death without you near | |
| And I felt the storm and swam until the skies were clearand | |
| I found a home along this crooked road | |
| And all of this would have beenall of this could have been yours | |
| All of this should have beenall of this could have been yours | |
| Black clouds roll, right over red doorsas the waves were highsooo was iand the moon never looked so angryas when your walls came crumbling down. | |
| It was so beautiful | |
| It was so peaceful | |
| All the destruction, it was quiet | |
| All of this would have beenall of this could have been yours | |
| All that you love, will be carried awayoh all that you love, will be carried away | |
| All of my pain, that you put on my nameall of my doubt, and all of my shame | |
| All of my guilt, my denial and fearall of my hatred and all of my tears | |
| All of the time that | |
| I couldnt go homeall of the times that | |
| I froze all alone | |
| All of the sadness all of the liesall of the shadows that blackened my eyes | |
| All of the servants, who cheated, who stoleall of the colors from the depths of my soul | |
| All of the wounded, that you left for deadnow creep in the corner, they're all in my head | |
| All of the dreams that you made nightmaresall of the silence, deafening stares | |
| All of the ships who can't carry loadsyou wrecked in anger, along distant shores | |
| All of this would have beenall of this could have been yours | |
| All of this should have beenall of this could have been yours. |
| zuo qu : Jennings | |
| I had a cure, for your diseasebut you threw it awayand you made it clear | |
| I was not welcome on these seasand you threw it away | |
| So I sailed and | |
| I sailed for so longmy hair grew long and my heart grew cold | |
| I face certain death without you near | |
| And I felt the storm and swam until the skies were clearand | |
| I found a home along this crooked road | |
| And all of this would have beenall of this could have been yours | |
| All of this should have beenall of this could have been yours | |
| Black clouds roll, right over red doorsas the waves were highsooo was iand the moon never looked so angryas when your walls came crumbling down. | |
| It was so beautiful | |
| It was so peaceful | |
| All the destruction, it was quiet | |
| All of this would have beenall of this could have been yours | |
| All that you love, will be carried awayoh all that you love, will be carried away | |
| All of my pain, that you put on my nameall of my doubt, and all of my shame | |
| All of my guilt, my denial and fearall of my hatred and all of my tears | |
| All of the time that | |
| I couldnt go homeall of the times that | |
| I froze all alone | |
| All of the sadness all of the liesall of the shadows that blackened my eyes | |
| All of the servants, who cheated, who stoleall of the colors from the depths of my soul | |
| All of the wounded, that you left for deadnow creep in the corner, they' re all in my head | |
| All of the dreams that you made nightmaresall of the silence, deafening stares | |
| All of the ships who can' t carry loadsyou wrecked in anger, along distant shores | |
| All of this would have beenall of this could have been yours | |
| All of this should have beenall of this could have been yours. |
| zuò qǔ : Jennings | |
| I had a cure, for your diseasebut you threw it awayand you made it clear | |
| I was not welcome on these seasand you threw it away | |
| So I sailed and | |
| I sailed for so longmy hair grew long and my heart grew cold | |
| I face certain death without you near | |
| And I felt the storm and swam until the skies were clearand | |
| I found a home along this crooked road | |
| And all of this would have beenall of this could have been yours | |
| All of this should have beenall of this could have been yours | |
| Black clouds roll, right over red doorsas the waves were highsooo was iand the moon never looked so angryas when your walls came crumbling down. | |
| It was so beautiful | |
| It was so peaceful | |
| All the destruction, it was quiet | |
| All of this would have beenall of this could have been yours | |
| All that you love, will be carried awayoh all that you love, will be carried away | |
| All of my pain, that you put on my nameall of my doubt, and all of my shame | |
| All of my guilt, my denial and fearall of my hatred and all of my tears | |
| All of the time that | |
| I couldnt go homeall of the times that | |
| I froze all alone | |
| All of the sadness all of the liesall of the shadows that blackened my eyes | |
| All of the servants, who cheated, who stoleall of the colors from the depths of my soul | |
| All of the wounded, that you left for deadnow creep in the corner, they' re all in my head | |
| All of the dreams that you made nightmaresall of the silence, deafening stares | |
| All of the ships who can' t carry loadsyou wrecked in anger, along distant shores | |
| All of this would have beenall of this could have been yours | |
| All of this should have beenall of this could have been yours. |