Somewhere Past the Quiet Lyrics
| Song | Somewhere Past the Quiet |
| Artist | Bebo Norman |
| Album | The Fabric of Verse |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Norman | |
| I saw you in your mourning | |
| Because my room was just the same | |
| Through imaginary walls of masking tape | |
| And somewhere past the quiet | |
| I think I, | |
| I heard you growing up | |
| And I, well | |
| I don’t think | |
| I’ll ever be the same | |
| And Dad was there beside us | |
| He’d sing us into dreams | |
| Of good ole’ | |
| Blue and seen old roads | |
| To die on | |
| And river days of heat and haze | |
| We’d run until the sun would fade | |
| And he’d carry us up to our beds at night | |
| CHORUS: And now we see this different angle | |
| A second glance of life | |
| In a world where fathers leave their boys | |
| For the finer things | |
| I can still remember laughing | |
| So hard it hurts my heart | |
| To think that we were just the lucky few | |
| And all along | |
| I never even knew | |
| The light of day upon us | |
| But now the scenery had changed | |
| The Coventry was gone ‘fore noon arises | |
| Just bigger boys with bigger toys | |
| And separate rooms to stop the noise | |
| And we, we’re still to young to know the finest call | |
| But the holidays and candles brought the aging of our youth | |
| The burning of all the innocence | |
| Disguising all the truth | |
| But our sunburned skin kept the taste of the salt | |
| To fire the feelings we’d always fought | |
| We’d found a new companion just ‘fore the fall | |
| REPEAT CHO | |
| RUS A season brought us back again | |
| Just the three of us, alone | |
| And if you ever see my heart fall again | |
| Please pick it up, and bring it home | |
| I saw you in your mourning | |
| Because my room was just the same | |
| Through imaginary walls of masking tape | |
| And somewhere past the quiet | |
| I think I heard you growing up | |
| And I, well | |
| I don’t think | |
| I’ll ever be the same |
| zuo qu : Norman | |
| I saw you in your mourning | |
| Because my room was just the same | |
| Through imaginary walls of masking tape | |
| And somewhere past the quiet | |
| I think I, | |
| I heard you growing up | |
| And I, well | |
| I don' t think | |
| I' ll ever be the same | |
| And Dad was there beside us | |
| He' d sing us into dreams | |
| Of good ole' | |
| Blue and seen old roads | |
| To die on | |
| And river days of heat and haze | |
| We' d run until the sun would fade | |
| And he' d carry us up to our beds at night | |
| CHORUS: And now we see this different angle | |
| A second glance of life | |
| In a world where fathers leave their boys | |
| For the finer things | |
| I can still remember laughing | |
| So hard it hurts my heart | |
| To think that we were just the lucky few | |
| And all along | |
| I never even knew | |
| The light of day upon us | |
| But now the scenery had changed | |
| The Coventry was gone ' fore noon arises | |
| Just bigger boys with bigger toys | |
| And separate rooms to stop the noise | |
| And we, we' re still to young to know the finest call | |
| But the holidays and candles brought the aging of our youth | |
| The burning of all the innocence | |
| Disguising all the truth | |
| But our sunburned skin kept the taste of the salt | |
| To fire the feelings we' d always fought | |
| We' d found a new companion just ' fore the fall | |
| REPEAT CHO | |
| RUS A season brought us back again | |
| Just the three of us, alone | |
| And if you ever see my heart fall again | |
| Please pick it up, and bring it home | |
| I saw you in your mourning | |
| Because my room was just the same | |
| Through imaginary walls of masking tape | |
| And somewhere past the quiet | |
| I think I heard you growing up | |
| And I, well | |
| I don' t think | |
| I' ll ever be the same |
| zuò qǔ : Norman | |
| I saw you in your mourning | |
| Because my room was just the same | |
| Through imaginary walls of masking tape | |
| And somewhere past the quiet | |
| I think I, | |
| I heard you growing up | |
| And I, well | |
| I don' t think | |
| I' ll ever be the same | |
| And Dad was there beside us | |
| He' d sing us into dreams | |
| Of good ole' | |
| Blue and seen old roads | |
| To die on | |
| And river days of heat and haze | |
| We' d run until the sun would fade | |
| And he' d carry us up to our beds at night | |
| CHORUS: And now we see this different angle | |
| A second glance of life | |
| In a world where fathers leave their boys | |
| For the finer things | |
| I can still remember laughing | |
| So hard it hurts my heart | |
| To think that we were just the lucky few | |
| And all along | |
| I never even knew | |
| The light of day upon us | |
| But now the scenery had changed | |
| The Coventry was gone ' fore noon arises | |
| Just bigger boys with bigger toys | |
| And separate rooms to stop the noise | |
| And we, we' re still to young to know the finest call | |
| But the holidays and candles brought the aging of our youth | |
| The burning of all the innocence | |
| Disguising all the truth | |
| But our sunburned skin kept the taste of the salt | |
| To fire the feelings we' d always fought | |
| We' d found a new companion just ' fore the fall | |
| REPEAT CHO | |
| RUS A season brought us back again | |
| Just the three of us, alone | |
| And if you ever see my heart fall again | |
| Please pick it up, and bring it home | |
| I saw you in your mourning | |
| Because my room was just the same | |
| Through imaginary walls of masking tape | |
| And somewhere past the quiet | |
| I think I heard you growing up | |
| And I, well | |
| I don' t think | |
| I' ll ever be the same |
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