| Song | The End Of The Race |
| Artist | Willy Mason |
| Album | If The Ocean Gets Rough |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Mason | |
| when they came in the night, | |
| they said we take what we like | |
| i said i wish you well, but i've been living like hell | |
| i don't have what you need, but i can tell you what i see | |
| i close my eyes to go to sleep, | |
| i feel a gun pressed to my cheek | |
| i see the ocean rolling fast, i see the grass i see the grass | |
| see it swallow up the past, i see the grass i see the grass | |
| see the hands empty at last, i see the grass i see the grass | |
| but all you ask me all you ask, all you ask all you ask | |
| what have you got for me??????? | |
| you knew that this day was coming on, | |
| i woke at first daylight | |
| the sun still shining just as bright, | |
| as yesterday when it seemed | |
| the world could end inside a dream | |
| i put on boots and went outside | |
| the enemy is still shooting wide | |
| if they'd believe what i see | |
| they wouldn't shoot so thoughtlessly | |
| i see the ocean.... | |
| what have you got for me???? | |
| you knew that this day was coming | |
| so why didn't you start running | |
| your hands are now too full to get a way | |
| and this ain't gonna stop till something | |
| cures you of all your wanting | |
| until you lose what you won't give away | |
| its time to make peace with this place | |
| call this the end of the race |
| zuo qu : Mason | |
| when they came in the night, | |
| they said we take what we like | |
| i said i wish you well, but i' ve been living like hell | |
| i don' t have what you need, but i can tell you what i see | |
| i close my eyes to go to sleep, | |
| i feel a gun pressed to my cheek | |
| i see the ocean rolling fast, i see the grass i see the grass | |
| see it swallow up the past, i see the grass i see the grass | |
| see the hands empty at last, i see the grass i see the grass | |
| but all you ask me all you ask, all you ask all you ask | |
| what have you got for me??????? | |
| you knew that this day was coming on, | |
| i woke at first daylight | |
| the sun still shining just as bright, | |
| as yesterday when it seemed | |
| the world could end inside a dream | |
| i put on boots and went outside | |
| the enemy is still shooting wide | |
| if they' d believe what i see | |
| they wouldn' t shoot so thoughtlessly | |
| i see the ocean.... | |
| what have you got for me???? | |
| you knew that this day was coming | |
| so why didn' t you start running | |
| your hands are now too full to get a way | |
| and this ain' t gonna stop till something | |
| cures you of all your wanting | |
| until you lose what you won' t give away | |
| its time to make peace with this place | |
| call this the end of the race |
| zuò qǔ : Mason | |
| when they came in the night, | |
| they said we take what we like | |
| i said i wish you well, but i' ve been living like hell | |
| i don' t have what you need, but i can tell you what i see | |
| i close my eyes to go to sleep, | |
| i feel a gun pressed to my cheek | |
| i see the ocean rolling fast, i see the grass i see the grass | |
| see it swallow up the past, i see the grass i see the grass | |
| see the hands empty at last, i see the grass i see the grass | |
| but all you ask me all you ask, all you ask all you ask | |
| what have you got for me??????? | |
| you knew that this day was coming on, | |
| i woke at first daylight | |
| the sun still shining just as bright, | |
| as yesterday when it seemed | |
| the world could end inside a dream | |
| i put on boots and went outside | |
| the enemy is still shooting wide | |
| if they' d believe what i see | |
| they wouldn' t shoot so thoughtlessly | |
| i see the ocean.... | |
| what have you got for me???? | |
| you knew that this day was coming | |
| so why didn' t you start running | |
| your hands are now too full to get a way | |
| and this ain' t gonna stop till something | |
| cures you of all your wanting | |
| until you lose what you won' t give away | |
| its time to make peace with this place | |
| call this the end of the race |