| Song | Dawn And Gone |
| Artist | HUSKING BEE |
| Album | The Steady-State Theory |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
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| Turn off the light,take a breath and | |
| I slowly close my eyes | |
| Can hear my pulse flowing through in my ears | |
| The beat the silecne brings, | |
| the noise the feeling brings | |
| Quietly collides with the rhythm of the clock | |
| Sorrow turns to self alienation | |
| Worry turns to self completion | |
| ※Day that seems to start but is already over | |
| Hopes and regrets are uncertain or unexplained | |
| Cover my eyes to the driving wind | |
| Can't even hold your hand | |
| Cover my ears to the driving rain | |
| Can't come to aid※ | |
| What can I heal in the black, | |
| What should I try in the light | |
| The beat the silence brings, | |
| the noise the feelings brings | |
| Time moves on without feeling | |
| Sorrow turns to self alienation | |
| Worry turns to self completion | |
| Not being chased,not chasing, | |
| just running as in water | |
| (※くり返し) | |
| Try to look around and try to walk around and | |
| It is just another day,like anyone else | |
| Try to look around and start to walk around and | |
| It might be a dream,it might be gone | |
| As just another day |
| Turn off the light, take a breath and | |
| I slowly close my eyes | |
| Can hear my pulse flowing through in my ears | |
| The beat the silecne brings, | |
| the noise the feeling brings | |
| Quietly collides with the rhythm of the clock | |
| Sorrow turns to self alienation | |
| Worry turns to self completion | |
| Day that seems to start but is already over | |
| Hopes and regrets are uncertain or unexplained | |
| Cover my eyes to the driving wind | |
| Can' t even hold your hand | |
| Cover my ears to the driving rain | |
| Can' t come to aid | |
| What can I heal in the black, | |
| What should I try in the light | |
| The beat the silence brings, | |
| the noise the feelings brings | |
| Time moves on without feeling | |
| Sorrow turns to self alienation | |
| Worry turns to self completion | |
| Not being chased, not chasing, | |
| just running as in water | |
| fan | |
| Try to look around and try to walk around and | |
| It is just another day, like anyone else | |
| Try to look around and start to walk around and | |
| It might be a dream, it might be gone | |
| As just another day |
| Turn off the light, take a breath and | |
| I slowly close my eyes | |
| Can hear my pulse flowing through in my ears | |
| The beat the silecne brings, | |
| the noise the feeling brings | |
| Quietly collides with the rhythm of the clock | |
| Sorrow turns to self alienation | |
| Worry turns to self completion | |
| Day that seems to start but is already over | |
| Hopes and regrets are uncertain or unexplained | |
| Cover my eyes to the driving wind | |
| Can' t even hold your hand | |
| Cover my ears to the driving rain | |
| Can' t come to aid | |
| What can I heal in the black, | |
| What should I try in the light | |
| The beat the silence brings, | |
| the noise the feelings brings | |
| Time moves on without feeling | |
| Sorrow turns to self alienation | |
| Worry turns to self completion | |
| Not being chased, not chasing, | |
| just running as in water | |
| fǎn | |
| Try to look around and try to walk around and | |
| It is just another day, like anyone else | |
| Try to look around and start to walk around and | |
| It might be a dream, it might be gone | |
| As just another day |