| Song | Lines on Palms |
| Artist | Josh Pyke |
| Album | Memories & Dust |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Pyke |
| [00:01.37] | Sometimes I know I become |
| [00:04.84] | All that's weak in a man, and weak in a boy. |
| [00:11.58] | But I keep trying and I won't quit, |
| [00:14.84] | And that must be worth something more |
| [00:20.84] | Than a strong man who believes |
| [00:24.46] | That there's nothing left to try for. |
| [00:29.59] | And I can be cold, I know, I know |
| [00:32.97] | But a woman is a warm breath on the back of your neck |
| [00:38.46] | And a warm belly pressed against yours. |
| [00:43.81] | |
| [00:45.74] | We need to feel the sum of all our parts |
| [00:50.47] | Are more than what's laid out in lines upon our palms. |
| [00:57.77] | Although our hands aren't tied, we move as though they are. |
| [01:06.52] | |
| [01:08.59] | There's one house in every town that everyone fears |
| [01:13.40] | And everyone steers clear. |
| [01:18.65] | And I don't wanna live like that, |
| [01:21.71] | I'd rather live somewhere more like you. |
| [01:28.15] | By the sea, where the cliffs keep sentry, |
| [01:32.71] | Watching over me. |
| [01:37.96] | And it can get rough out there I know, |
| [01:40.79] | But a woman is a sail that remains unfurled, |
| [01:44.29] | So stay ahead of the wind man, or you won't catch her. |
| [01:47.96] | |
| [01:53.19] | We need to feel the sum of all our parts |
| [01:58.00] | Are more than what's laid out in lines upon our palms. |
| [02:05.47] | Although our hands aren't tied, we move as though they are, |
| [02:12.65] | Until we're bound by branching out. |
| [02:20.65] | |
| [02:23.10] | Sometimes I know where I am, |
| [02:26.22] | And what I'm doing, and what things might become. |
| [02:33.28] | But that always seems such a fleeting state, |
| [02:36.35] | For the remainder of the time I feel like I am a babe in the woods, howling for deliverance. |
| [02:44.09] | And I can be cold, I know, I know, |
| [02:46.72] | But a woman is a warm breath on the back of your neck |
| [02:51.35] | And a warm belly pressed against yours. |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : Pyke |
| [00:01.37] | Sometimes I know I become |
| [00:04.84] | All that' s weak in a man, and weak in a boy. |
| [00:11.58] | But I keep trying and I won' t quit, |
| [00:14.84] | And that must be worth something more |
| [00:20.84] | Than a strong man who believes |
| [00:24.46] | That there' s nothing left to try for. |
| [00:29.59] | And I can be cold, I know, I know |
| [00:32.97] | But a woman is a warm breath on the back of your neck |
| [00:38.46] | And a warm belly pressed against yours. |
| [00:43.81] | |
| [00:45.74] | We need to feel the sum of all our parts |
| [00:50.47] | Are more than what' s laid out in lines upon our palms. |
| [00:57.77] | Although our hands aren' t tied, we move as though they are. |
| [01:06.52] | |
| [01:08.59] | There' s one house in every town that everyone fears |
| [01:13.40] | And everyone steers clear. |
| [01:18.65] | And I don' t wanna live like that, |
| [01:21.71] | I' d rather live somewhere more like you. |
| [01:28.15] | By the sea, where the cliffs keep sentry, |
| [01:32.71] | Watching over me. |
| [01:37.96] | And it can get rough out there I know, |
| [01:40.79] | But a woman is a sail that remains unfurled, |
| [01:44.29] | So stay ahead of the wind man, or you won' t catch her. |
| [01:47.96] | |
| [01:53.19] | We need to feel the sum of all our parts |
| [01:58.00] | Are more than what' s laid out in lines upon our palms. |
| [02:05.47] | Although our hands aren' t tied, we move as though they are, |
| [02:12.65] | Until we' re bound by branching out. |
| [02:20.65] | |
| [02:23.10] | Sometimes I know where I am, |
| [02:26.22] | And what I' m doing, and what things might become. |
| [02:33.28] | But that always seems such a fleeting state, |
| [02:36.35] | For the remainder of the time I feel like I am a babe in the woods, howling for deliverance. |
| [02:44.09] | And I can be cold, I know, I know, |
| [02:46.72] | But a woman is a warm breath on the back of your neck |
| [02:51.35] | And a warm belly pressed against yours. |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Pyke |
| [00:01.37] | Sometimes I know I become |
| [00:04.84] | All that' s weak in a man, and weak in a boy. |
| [00:11.58] | But I keep trying and I won' t quit, |
| [00:14.84] | And that must be worth something more |
| [00:20.84] | Than a strong man who believes |
| [00:24.46] | That there' s nothing left to try for. |
| [00:29.59] | And I can be cold, I know, I know |
| [00:32.97] | But a woman is a warm breath on the back of your neck |
| [00:38.46] | And a warm belly pressed against yours. |
| [00:43.81] | |
| [00:45.74] | We need to feel the sum of all our parts |
| [00:50.47] | Are more than what' s laid out in lines upon our palms. |
| [00:57.77] | Although our hands aren' t tied, we move as though they are. |
| [01:06.52] | |
| [01:08.59] | There' s one house in every town that everyone fears |
| [01:13.40] | And everyone steers clear. |
| [01:18.65] | And I don' t wanna live like that, |
| [01:21.71] | I' d rather live somewhere more like you. |
| [01:28.15] | By the sea, where the cliffs keep sentry, |
| [01:32.71] | Watching over me. |
| [01:37.96] | And it can get rough out there I know, |
| [01:40.79] | But a woman is a sail that remains unfurled, |
| [01:44.29] | So stay ahead of the wind man, or you won' t catch her. |
| [01:47.96] | |
| [01:53.19] | We need to feel the sum of all our parts |
| [01:58.00] | Are more than what' s laid out in lines upon our palms. |
| [02:05.47] | Although our hands aren' t tied, we move as though they are, |
| [02:12.65] | Until we' re bound by branching out. |
| [02:20.65] | |
| [02:23.10] | Sometimes I know where I am, |
| [02:26.22] | And what I' m doing, and what things might become. |
| [02:33.28] | But that always seems such a fleeting state, |
| [02:36.35] | For the remainder of the time I feel like I am a babe in the woods, howling for deliverance. |
| [02:44.09] | And I can be cold, I know, I know, |
| [02:46.72] | But a woman is a warm breath on the back of your neck |
| [02:51.35] | And a warm belly pressed against yours. |