Caffeine Rivers Lyrics

Song	Caffeine Rivers
Artist	Hailaker
Artist	Lowswimmer
Artist	Jemima Coulter
Album	Holding
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[00:00.00]	作词 : Jemima Coulter/Edward Jamie Tullet
[00:00.90]	作曲 : Jemima Coulter/Edward Jamie Tullet
[00:01.80]	I could barely stand to hold my head up,
[00:03.39]	thinking I’d be better off the grid,
[00:10.20]	cus I could only handle my own heaven,
[00:15.00]	yours was on another plane to his.
[00:15.90]	Cherubim and seraphim and lyres,
[00:32.10]	old Berlin and synonyms for tired.
[00:35.67]	Sinking in the car, I’d kick my floor in,
[00:40.83]	given all the stars it might be bliss,
[00:44.43]	the pulp from the memoir you left this morning
[00:48.96]	framed me in an orange, golden tint,
[00:53.34]	and if only I had bought the tape recorder,
[00:58.83]	just to hear you say those words again,
[01:03.99]	the way you just surrendered made it all the
[01:06.33]	sweeter,
[01:06.81]	I was yours,
[01:07.38]	I melted then.
[01:09.54]	You dropped it in and left it on the side,
[01:19.80]	the bathing water’s half of chapter nine.
[02:04.14]	Sistine blisters,
[02:05.91]	I was cricking my neck out trying to see our drawings of choirs get born.
[02:19.11]	Sixteen, shivers,
[02:23.13]	I remember my legs shaking in my head while you were making your bed up next door.
[02:36.30]	Caffeine rivers,
[02:36.87]	your letters, they read themselves in my head, I left them all on your doorstep that fall.
[02:53.25]	Fifty winters,
[02:56.88]	my sweater was red, you were growing your hair out, said you were fed up with it short,
[03:08.85]	but we’re on to something now.
[03:09.90]	Bliss redelivered,
[03:10.32]	I thought we had said not to pull at that thread when you
[03:18.78]	kissed me
[03:18.96]	my skin shed,
[03:54.12]	I had figured instead we’d begin to accept that it wouldn’t get better anymore.

[00:00.00]	zuo ci : Jemima Coulter Edward Jamie Tullet
[00:00.90]	zuo qu : Jemima Coulter Edward Jamie Tullet
[00:01.80]	I could barely stand to hold my head up,
[00:03.39]	thinking I' d be better off the grid,
[00:10.20]	cus I could only handle my own heaven,
[00:15.00]	yours was on another plane to his.
[00:15.90]	Cherubim and seraphim and lyres,
[00:32.10]	old Berlin and synonyms for tired.
[00:35.67]	Sinking in the car, I' d kick my floor in,
[00:40.83]	given all the stars it might be bliss,
[00:44.43]	the pulp from the memoir you left this morning
[00:48.96]	framed me in an orange, golden tint,
[00:53.34]	and if only I had bought the tape recorder,
[00:58.83]	just to hear you say those words again,
[01:03.99]	the way you just surrendered made it all the
[01:06.33]	sweeter,
[01:06.81]	I was yours,
[01:07.38]	I melted then.
[01:09.54]	You dropped it in and left it on the side,
[01:19.80]	the bathing water' s half of chapter nine.
[02:04.14]	Sistine blisters,
[02:05.91]	I was cricking my neck out trying to see our drawings of choirs get born.
[02:19.11]	Sixteen, shivers,
[02:23.13]	I remember my legs shaking in my head while you were making your bed up next door.
[02:36.30]	Caffeine rivers,
[02:36.87]	your letters, they read themselves in my head, I left them all on your doorstep that fall.
[02:53.25]	Fifty winters,
[02:56.88]	my sweater was red, you were growing your hair out, said you were fed up with it short,
[03:08.85]	but we' re on to something now.
[03:09.90]	Bliss redelivered,
[03:10.32]	I thought we had said not to pull at that thread when you
[03:18.78]	kissed me
[03:18.96]	my skin shed,
[03:54.12]	I had figured instead we' d begin to accept that it wouldn' t get better anymore.

[00:00.00]	zuò cí : Jemima Coulter Edward Jamie Tullet
[00:00.90]	zuò qǔ : Jemima Coulter Edward Jamie Tullet
[00:01.80]	I could barely stand to hold my head up,
[00:03.39]	thinking I' d be better off the grid,
[00:10.20]	cus I could only handle my own heaven,
[00:15.00]	yours was on another plane to his.
[00:15.90]	Cherubim and seraphim and lyres,
[00:32.10]	old Berlin and synonyms for tired.
[00:35.67]	Sinking in the car, I' d kick my floor in,
[00:40.83]	given all the stars it might be bliss,
[00:44.43]	the pulp from the memoir you left this morning
[00:48.96]	framed me in an orange, golden tint,
[00:53.34]	and if only I had bought the tape recorder,
[00:58.83]	just to hear you say those words again,
[01:03.99]	the way you just surrendered made it all the
[01:06.33]	sweeter,
[01:06.81]	I was yours,
[01:07.38]	I melted then.
[01:09.54]	You dropped it in and left it on the side,
[01:19.80]	the bathing water' s half of chapter nine.
[02:04.14]	Sistine blisters,
[02:05.91]	I was cricking my neck out trying to see our drawings of choirs get born.
[02:19.11]	Sixteen, shivers,
[02:23.13]	I remember my legs shaking in my head while you were making your bed up next door.
[02:36.30]	Caffeine rivers,
[02:36.87]	your letters, they read themselves in my head, I left them all on your doorstep that fall.
[02:53.25]	Fifty winters,
[02:56.88]	my sweater was red, you were growing your hair out, said you were fed up with it short,
[03:08.85]	but we' re on to something now.
[03:09.90]	Bliss redelivered,
[03:10.32]	I thought we had said not to pull at that thread when you
[03:18.78]	kissed me
[03:18.96]	my skin shed,
[03:54.12]	I had figured instead we' d begin to accept that it wouldn' t get better anymore.

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