| Song | Epitaph |
| Artist | Animal Anthem |
| Album | Bones |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : 이승진 | |
| 作词 : 이승진 | |
| She told him to aim with his heart | |
| like that would keep | |
| him from danger | |
| saw children swarming with flies | |
| and wounded crawling for shelter | |
| the smell of war is in the air | |
| and there's no | |
| stopping the vultures | |
| we could have handled them once | |
| but we forgot what we stand for | |
| Sprung from his beating chest | |
| through veins and to his fingertips | |
| to paper waiting patiently | |
| for words that filled | |
| his heart with fear | |
| but he would not | |
| turn back this time | |
| steadfast he pushed | |
| through every line | |
| watched ink dance | |
| through his last goodbye | |
| and felt this urgent plea | |
| fall from his lips | |
| carry me | |
| carry me | |
| carry me | |
| when my broken body is numb | |
| be my dawn | |
| be my dawn | |
| be my dawn | |
| when these endless nights | |
| stretch on | |
| and in her dreams that night | |
| she saw a phantom | |
| with the ocean in his eyes | |
| the smell of sea foam in his hair | |
| and so she waited on the shore | |
| for him for days | |
| and when she saw his body | |
| borne in by the tide | |
| bobbing gently on the waves | |
| she felt his promise shatter | |
| fall in facets | |
| sparkling like a thousand breakers | |
| catching and refracting the light | |
| from a dying sun | |
| she swam out to him | |
| laid her head against his chest | |
| inhaled through gritted teeth | |
| and cursed the gods | |
| with all her breath | |
| her fury moved them | |
| they cast her soul | |
| into the wind | |
| where it rose above the | |
| waves to be with his | |
| and where they met | |
| two birds of white | |
| sailed out across a sea | |
| as deep as any sea | |
| I've ever known | |
| and close to twilight | |
| when the sun meets the horizon | |
| and the waves | |
| beat out a cadence on the sand | |
| you can hear her | |
| singing softly | |
| in a voice as clear as glass | |
| I will I will carry you | |
| I will I will carry you | |
| I will I will carry you | |
| I will I will carry you |
| zuo qu : | |
| zuo ci : | |
| She told him to aim with his heart | |
| like that would keep | |
| him from danger | |
| saw children swarming with flies | |
| and wounded crawling for shelter | |
| the smell of war is in the air | |
| and there' s no | |
| stopping the vultures | |
| we could have handled them once | |
| but we forgot what we stand for | |
| Sprung from his beating chest | |
| through veins and to his fingertips | |
| to paper waiting patiently | |
| for words that filled | |
| his heart with fear | |
| but he would not | |
| turn back this time | |
| steadfast he pushed | |
| through every line | |
| watched ink dance | |
| through his last goodbye | |
| and felt this urgent plea | |
| fall from his lips | |
| carry me | |
| carry me | |
| carry me | |
| when my broken body is numb | |
| be my dawn | |
| be my dawn | |
| be my dawn | |
| when these endless nights | |
| stretch on | |
| and in her dreams that night | |
| she saw a phantom | |
| with the ocean in his eyes | |
| the smell of sea foam in his hair | |
| and so she waited on the shore | |
| for him for days | |
| and when she saw his body | |
| borne in by the tide | |
| bobbing gently on the waves | |
| she felt his promise shatter | |
| fall in facets | |
| sparkling like a thousand breakers | |
| catching and refracting the light | |
| from a dying sun | |
| she swam out to him | |
| laid her head against his chest | |
| inhaled through gritted teeth | |
| and cursed the gods | |
| with all her breath | |
| her fury moved them | |
| they cast her soul | |
| into the wind | |
| where it rose above the | |
| waves to be with his | |
| and where they met | |
| two birds of white | |
| sailed out across a sea | |
| as deep as any sea | |
| I' ve ever known | |
| and close to twilight | |
| when the sun meets the horizon | |
| and the waves | |
| beat out a cadence on the sand | |
| you can hear her | |
| singing softly | |
| in a voice as clear as glass | |
| I will I will carry you | |
| I will I will carry you | |
| I will I will carry you | |
| I will I will carry you |
| zuò qǔ : | |
| zuò cí : | |
| She told him to aim with his heart | |
| like that would keep | |
| him from danger | |
| saw children swarming with flies | |
| and wounded crawling for shelter | |
| the smell of war is in the air | |
| and there' s no | |
| stopping the vultures | |
| we could have handled them once | |
| but we forgot what we stand for | |
| Sprung from his beating chest | |
| through veins and to his fingertips | |
| to paper waiting patiently | |
| for words that filled | |
| his heart with fear | |
| but he would not | |
| turn back this time | |
| steadfast he pushed | |
| through every line | |
| watched ink dance | |
| through his last goodbye | |
| and felt this urgent plea | |
| fall from his lips | |
| carry me | |
| carry me | |
| carry me | |
| when my broken body is numb | |
| be my dawn | |
| be my dawn | |
| be my dawn | |
| when these endless nights | |
| stretch on | |
| and in her dreams that night | |
| she saw a phantom | |
| with the ocean in his eyes | |
| the smell of sea foam in his hair | |
| and so she waited on the shore | |
| for him for days | |
| and when she saw his body | |
| borne in by the tide | |
| bobbing gently on the waves | |
| she felt his promise shatter | |
| fall in facets | |
| sparkling like a thousand breakers | |
| catching and refracting the light | |
| from a dying sun | |
| she swam out to him | |
| laid her head against his chest | |
| inhaled through gritted teeth | |
| and cursed the gods | |
| with all her breath | |
| her fury moved them | |
| they cast her soul | |
| into the wind | |
| where it rose above the | |
| waves to be with his | |
| and where they met | |
| two birds of white | |
| sailed out across a sea | |
| as deep as any sea | |
| I' ve ever known | |
| and close to twilight | |
| when the sun meets the horizon | |
| and the waves | |
| beat out a cadence on the sand | |
| you can hear her | |
| singing softly | |
| in a voice as clear as glass | |
| I will I will carry you | |
| I will I will carry you | |
| I will I will carry you | |
| I will I will carry you |