Port Of Morrow Lyrics
| Song | Port Of Morrow |
| Artist | The Shins |
| Album | Port Of Morrow |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : james mercer |
| [00:40.69] | Through the rain and all the clatter |
| [00:44.53] | Under the Fremont bridge I saw a pigeon fly |
| [00:48.55] | Fly in fear from the raptor come to take its life |
| [00:54.93] | |
| [00:56.48] | And as it closed in for the capture |
| [01:00.51] | I funneled the fear through my ancient eyes |
| [01:05.17] | To see in flight, |
| [01:06.14] | what I know are the bitter mechanics of life |
| [01:10.64] | |
| [01:12.85] | Under my hat it reads "the lines are all imagined" |
| [01:20.70] | A fact of life I know to hide from my little girls |
| [01:28.49] | I know my place amongst the bugs and all the animals |
| [01:36.33] | And it's from these ordinary people you are longing to be free |
| [01:47.21] | |
| [01:48.07] | My hotel and on the TV |
| [01:51.86] | A preacher on a stage like a buzzard cries |
| [01:56.00] | Out a warning of phony sorrow, he's trying to get a rise |
| [02:02.95] | |
| [02:03.74] | The cyanide of an almond |
| [02:07.89] | Let him look at your hands, get the angles right |
| [02:11.81] | Ace of spades, port of morrow, life is death is life |
| [02:18.73] | |
| [02:20.26] | I saw a photograph: Cologne in '27 |
| [02:28.19] | And then a postcard after the bombs in '45 |
| [02:36.09] | Must've been a world of evil clowns that let it happen |
| [02:42.50] | |
| [02:44.44] | But now I recognize, dear listeners |
| [02:48.22] | That you were there and so was I |
| [02:54.14] | Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah |
| [03:26.30] | |
| [03:29.29] | Under my hat I know the lines are all imagined |
| [03:37.25] | A fact of life I must impress on my little girls |
| [03:45.16] | I know my place amongst the creatures in the pageant |
| [03:53.78] | And there are flowers in the garbage, |
| [03:57.95] | and a skull under your curls |
| [04:02.83] | |
| [04:05.32] | Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah... |
| [04:54.65] | |
| [04:57.12] |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : james mercer |
| [00:40.69] | Through the rain and all the clatter |
| [00:44.53] | Under the Fremont bridge I saw a pigeon fly |
| [00:48.55] | Fly in fear from the raptor come to take its life |
| [00:54.93] | |
| [00:56.48] | And as it closed in for the capture |
| [01:00.51] | I funneled the fear through my ancient eyes |
| [01:05.17] | To see in flight, |
| [01:06.14] | what I know are the bitter mechanics of life |
| [01:10.64] | |
| [01:12.85] | Under my hat it reads " the lines are all imagined" |
| [01:20.70] | A fact of life I know to hide from my little girls |
| [01:28.49] | I know my place amongst the bugs and all the animals |
| [01:36.33] | And it' s from these ordinary people you are longing to be free |
| [01:47.21] | |
| [01:48.07] | My hotel and on the TV |
| [01:51.86] | A preacher on a stage like a buzzard cries |
| [01:56.00] | Out a warning of phony sorrow, he' s trying to get a rise |
| [02:02.95] | |
| [02:03.74] | The cyanide of an almond |
| [02:07.89] | Let him look at your hands, get the angles right |
| [02:11.81] | Ace of spades, port of morrow, life is death is life |
| [02:18.73] | |
| [02:20.26] | I saw a photograph: Cologne in ' 27 |
| [02:28.19] | And then a postcard after the bombs in ' 45 |
| [02:36.09] | Must' ve been a world of evil clowns that let it happen |
| [02:42.50] | |
| [02:44.44] | But now I recognize, dear listeners |
| [02:48.22] | That you were there and so was I |
| [02:54.14] | Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah |
| [03:26.30] | |
| [03:29.29] | Under my hat I know the lines are all imagined |
| [03:37.25] | A fact of life I must impress on my little girls |
| [03:45.16] | I know my place amongst the creatures in the pageant |
| [03:53.78] | And there are flowers in the garbage, |
| [03:57.95] | and a skull under your curls |
| [04:02.83] | |
| [04:05.32] | Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah... |
| [04:54.65] | |
| [04:57.12] |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : james mercer |
| [00:40.69] | Through the rain and all the clatter |
| [00:44.53] | Under the Fremont bridge I saw a pigeon fly |
| [00:48.55] | Fly in fear from the raptor come to take its life |
| [00:54.93] | |
| [00:56.48] | And as it closed in for the capture |
| [01:00.51] | I funneled the fear through my ancient eyes |
| [01:05.17] | To see in flight, |
| [01:06.14] | what I know are the bitter mechanics of life |
| [01:10.64] | |
| [01:12.85] | Under my hat it reads " the lines are all imagined" |
| [01:20.70] | A fact of life I know to hide from my little girls |
| [01:28.49] | I know my place amongst the bugs and all the animals |
| [01:36.33] | And it' s from these ordinary people you are longing to be free |
| [01:47.21] | |
| [01:48.07] | My hotel and on the TV |
| [01:51.86] | A preacher on a stage like a buzzard cries |
| [01:56.00] | Out a warning of phony sorrow, he' s trying to get a rise |
| [02:02.95] | |
| [02:03.74] | The cyanide of an almond |
| [02:07.89] | Let him look at your hands, get the angles right |
| [02:11.81] | Ace of spades, port of morrow, life is death is life |
| [02:18.73] | |
| [02:20.26] | I saw a photograph: Cologne in ' 27 |
| [02:28.19] | And then a postcard after the bombs in ' 45 |
| [02:36.09] | Must' ve been a world of evil clowns that let it happen |
| [02:42.50] | |
| [02:44.44] | But now I recognize, dear listeners |
| [02:48.22] | That you were there and so was I |
| [02:54.14] | Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah |
| [03:26.30] | |
| [03:29.29] | Under my hat I know the lines are all imagined |
| [03:37.25] | A fact of life I must impress on my little girls |
| [03:45.16] | I know my place amongst the creatures in the pageant |
| [03:53.78] | And there are flowers in the garbage, |
| [03:57.95] | and a skull under your curls |
| [04:02.83] | |
| [04:05.32] | Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah... |
| [04:54.65] | |
| [04:57.12] |
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