歌手: Irma Thomas
时长: 06:42
Careful hands[00:06:42]
Sleeping At Last[00:06:42]
娆х編鎶掓儏[00:06:42]
Put your coat on, this city trembles.[00:06:42]
Keep your chin up, as you untangle God[00:06:42]
From cold blood and bruises.[00:06:42]
We are X-rays of something broken.[00:06:42]
Cursive bloodlines write every forecast:[00:06:42]
An orchestration Of dissonance and innocent surrender.[00:06:42]
When our color dies,[00:06:42]
We will bury the ashes of time,[00:06:42]
And we will earn new eyes.[00:06:42]
Wrists get tired rewriting futures.[00:06:42]
Our bodies beg us to be creatures of habit.[00:06:42]
We are creatures of habit.[00:06:42]
Only with careful hands[00:06:42]
We鈥檒l turn their fangs into feathers and cures.[00:06:42]
Only with careful hands[00:06:42]
We鈥檒l divide the prisoner[00:06:42]
From the pioneer.[00:06:42]
Clever beauty,[00:06:42]
Umbrellas folding.[00:06:42]
In architecture, our lines will measure[00:06:42]
A map to find us.[00:06:42]
Blue ink will guide us home.[00:06:42]
Cranes are creeping, lifting metal,[00:06:42]
We will find new ways to settle,[00:06:42]
Tipping scales from the killer to its prey.[00:06:42]
I can feel the weight around us,[00:06:42]
Climbing every rib inside us,[00:06:42]
A sanctuary in a lion鈥檚 mouth[00:06:42]