| Song | Knives Of Summertime |
| Artist | Sparklehorse |
| Album | Don't Take My Sunshine Away |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Linkous | |
| A flock of knives cut the sky | |
| And buried in my black eyes | |
| And the clouds they bled in my head | |
| And autumn rains soaked the dry beds | |
| And the hurricane of her eyes | |
| Willed away the knives | |
| The knives of summertime | |
| Summertime | |
| The knives of summertime | |
| Summertime | |
| The knives of summertime | |
| And I did swallow stained glass tears | |
| Absorbed by the sun for many light years | |
| And the fireflies in her hair | |
| My red concertina's coming down the stairs | |
| And the hurricane of her eyes | |
| Willed away the knives | |
| The knives of summertime | |
| Summertime | |
| The knives of summertime | |
| Summertime | |
| The knives of summertime |
| zuo ci : Linkous | |
| A flock of knives cut the sky | |
| And buried in my black eyes | |
| And the clouds they bled in my head | |
| And autumn rains soaked the dry beds | |
| And the hurricane of her eyes | |
| Willed away the knives | |
| The knives of summertime | |
| Summertime | |
| The knives of summertime | |
| Summertime | |
| The knives of summertime | |
| And I did swallow stained glass tears | |
| Absorbed by the sun for many light years | |
| And the fireflies in her hair | |
| My red concertina' s coming down the stairs | |
| And the hurricane of her eyes | |
| Willed away the knives | |
| The knives of summertime | |
| Summertime | |
| The knives of summertime | |
| Summertime | |
| The knives of summertime |
| zuò cí : Linkous | |
| A flock of knives cut the sky | |
| And buried in my black eyes | |
| And the clouds they bled in my head | |
| And autumn rains soaked the dry beds | |
| And the hurricane of her eyes | |
| Willed away the knives | |
| The knives of summertime | |
| Summertime | |
| The knives of summertime | |
| Summertime | |
| The knives of summertime | |
| And I did swallow stained glass tears | |
| Absorbed by the sun for many light years | |
| And the fireflies in her hair | |
| My red concertina' s coming down the stairs | |
| And the hurricane of her eyes | |
| Willed away the knives | |
| The knives of summertime | |
| Summertime | |
| The knives of summertime | |
| Summertime | |
| The knives of summertime |