Ill Omen Lyrics

	作曲 : Burrows, Jones
	It's June and I see the wood
	The quiet pools
	The glades and blue hollows
	I saw the woods were wound with sorrow
	So don't stop, clatter on
	But it says "come on... come on"
	As doors swing open into lazy gardens
	"Come on... come on"
	This is love, don't go on
	And I see the perfect wife
	I can almost smell her apple breath
	And her milky dress
	She says "come on... come on"
	This is love, don't go
	I swoon past the pearly room
	In staggered roofs
	He waits for tomorrow
	I saw his lips were mouthing follow
	This is love, don't go
	But I scream "come on... come on"
	My iron horse, my train, my ghost companion
	"Come on... come on, my iron horse clatter on"
	And I feel its heart unwind
	And pull me to its gleaming breast
	In black flesh
	It says "come on... come on
	Never stop clatter on"
	The iron horse pumps its stream screaming whistle

	zuo qu : Burrows, Jones
	It' s June and I see the wood
	The quiet pools
	The glades and blue hollows
	I saw the woods were wound with sorrow
	So don' t stop, clatter on
	But it says " come on... come on"
	As doors swing open into lazy gardens
	" Come on... come on"
	This is love, don' t go on
	And I see the perfect wife
	I can almost smell her apple breath
	And her milky dress
	She says " come on... come on"
	This is love, don' t go
	I swoon past the pearly room
	In staggered roofs
	He waits for tomorrow
	I saw his lips were mouthing follow
	This is love, don' t go
	But I scream " come on... come on"
	My iron horse, my train, my ghost companion
	" Come on... come on, my iron horse clatter on"
	And I feel its heart unwind
	And pull me to its gleaming breast
	In black flesh
	It says " come on... come on
	Never stop clatter on"
	The iron horse pumps its stream screaming whistle

	zuò qǔ : Burrows, Jones
	It' s June and I see the wood
	The quiet pools
	The glades and blue hollows
	I saw the woods were wound with sorrow
	So don' t stop, clatter on
	But it says " come on... come on"
	As doors swing open into lazy gardens
	" Come on... come on"
	This is love, don' t go on
	And I see the perfect wife
	I can almost smell her apple breath
	And her milky dress
	She says " come on... come on"
	This is love, don' t go
	I swoon past the pearly room
	In staggered roofs
	He waits for tomorrow
	I saw his lips were mouthing follow
	This is love, don' t go
	But I scream " come on... come on"
	My iron horse, my train, my ghost companion
	" Come on... come on, my iron horse clatter on"
	And I feel its heart unwind
	And pull me to its gleaming breast
	In black flesh
	It says " come on... come on
	Never stop clatter on"
	The iron horse pumps its stream screaming whistle

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