Momentum becomes music as you dance to the drum of your own progression
Kinetics born of excitement, of no alternative,
must maintain impetus or risk sliding into old habits
Waltz of quintessence
The light begins to fade away
It remains within your soul, glimmering, shining
Guiding you home to start over
Through the mountains of your melancholia
Waiting for the sun to rise over the gates gilded with sorrow
for the sun, the sun will rise again
Into snares dressed up as familiarity
Into a noose of family ties
The thread that binds us holding you down until you cannot breathe
and still asks for the air in your lungs
With each step you shed pieces of the encumbrance
Watch as traditions tumble down
Even your shadow seemingly adheres
to the distance you placed between now and then
Against odds you find breathing easier the higher you go
Solar pinprick is now a face and you gaze
Goddess of red in a sea of apparitions
Guiding beacon on which to set your compass
Gaze upon its expression
Keeping the things that skulk under the surface, itching and writhing
Permeating in your mind like a sickness ready to infect your skin with the rash of apathy
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:01.392]Momentum becomes music as you dance to the drum of your own progression
[00:24.030]Kinetics born of excitement, of no alternative,
[00:30.024]must maintain impetus or risk sliding into old habits
[00:47.920]Waltz of quintessence
[01:56.692]The light begins to fade away
[02:09.797]It remains within your soul, glimmering, shining
[02:18.669]Guiding you home to start over
[02:26.973]Through the mountains of your melancholia
[02:38.482]Waiting for the sun to rise over the gates gilded with sorrow
[02:59.786]for the sun, the sun will rise again
[03:27.259]Into snares dressed up as familiarity
[03:34.683]Into a noose of family ties
[03:41.917]The thread that binds us holding you down until you cannot breathe
[03:49.195]and still asks for the air in your lungs
[03:52.032]With each step you shed pieces of the encumbrance
[04:00.993]Watch as traditions tumble down
[04:24.801]Even your shadow seemingly adheres
[04:29.703]to the distance you placed between now and then
[04:41.798]Against odds you find breathing easier the higher you go
[04:53.662]Solar pinprick is now a face and you gaze
[05:05.834]Goddess of red in a sea of apparitions
[05:10.750]Guiding beacon on which to set your compass
[05:16.591]Gaze upon its expression
[05:32.307]Keeping the things that skulk under the surface, itching and writhing
[05:40.666]Permeating in your mind like a sickness ready to infect your skin with the rash of apathy
Momentum becomes music as you dance to the drum of your own progression
Kinetics born of excitement, of no alternative,
must maintain impetus or risk sliding into old habits
Waltz of quintessence
The light begins to fade away
It remains within your soul, glimmering, shining
Guiding you home to start over
Through the mountains of your melancholia
Waiting for the sun to rise over the gates gilded with sorrow
for the sun, the sun will rise again
Into snares dressed up as familiarity
Into a noose of family ties
The thread that binds us holding you down until you cannot breathe
and still asks for the air in your lungs
With each step you shed pieces of the encumbrance
Watch as traditions tumble down
Even your shadow seemingly adheres
to the distance you placed between now and then
Against odds you find breathing easier the higher you go
Solar pinprick is now a face and you gaze
Goddess of red in a sea of apparitions
Guiding beacon on which to set your compass
Gaze upon its expression
Keeping the things that skulk under the surface, itching and writhing
Permeating in your mind like a sickness ready to infect your skin with the rash of apathy
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:01.392]Momentum becomes music as you dance to the drum of your own progression
[00:24.030]Kinetics born of excitement, of no alternative,
[00:30.024]must maintain impetus or risk sliding into old habits
[00:47.920]Waltz of quintessence
[01:56.692]The light begins to fade away
[02:09.797]It remains within your soul, glimmering, shining
[02:18.669]Guiding you home to start over
[02:26.973]Through the mountains of your melancholia
[02:38.482]Waiting for the sun to rise over the gates gilded with sorrow
[02:59.786]for the sun, the sun will rise again
[03:27.259]Into snares dressed up as familiarity
[03:34.683]Into a noose of family ties
[03:41.917]The thread that binds us holding you down until you cannot breathe
[03:49.195]and still asks for the air in your lungs
[03:52.032]With each step you shed pieces of the encumbrance
[04:00.993]Watch as traditions tumble down
[04:24.801]Even your shadow seemingly adheres
[04:29.703]to the distance you placed between now and then
[04:41.798]Against odds you find breathing easier the higher you go
[04:53.662]Solar pinprick is now a face and you gaze
[05:05.834]Goddess of red in a sea of apparitions
[05:10.750]Guiding beacon on which to set your compass
[05:16.591]Gaze upon its expression
[05:32.307]Keeping the things that skulk under the surface, itching and writhing
[05:40.666]Permeating in your mind like a sickness ready to infect your skin with the rash of apathy
Nous venions de voir le taureau,
Trois garçons, trois fillettes,
Sur la pelouse, il faisait beau.
Et nous dansions un bolero
Au son des castagnettes.
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Rising from the dirty ground从肮脏的地面升起
Summer nights make y...
Billy Joe had a bumper sticker on the back of his beat up
ChevroletSaid, '
This truck eats
Fords for lunch'
So I pulled up beside him my new
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Mama, it's a lonely lonely road
I gotta do this on my own
Lonely Lonely road
Mama, it's just like you said
Oh It's imaginable
I'll Soon Be Dead
It's j...