歌手: powderfinger
时长: 04:32
This Syrup To Exchange - Powderfinger[00:00:00]
Written by:Powderfinger[00:00:01]
It's an early rise[00:00:18]
His teeth are furred[00:00:22]
And cleanse with hands to hunt and hold[00:00:26]
The sun divides[00:00:32]
Imagined leaves[00:00:35]
A shelter while I sleep[00:00:41]
There are many years[00:00:46]
To cloud my mind[00:00:50]
But no burden[00:00:53]
It's heavy like a tipping load[00:00:55]
Early day[00:01:04]
On a bloodied patch[00:01:07]
Only noise and brick surround[00:01:12]
Tradition sinks[00:01:18]
In the soil here[00:01:21]
As a rock is swallowed in the mud[00:01:25]
The polluted skin[00:01:32]
Of my brittle earth[00:01:36]
It keeps the bleeding at bay[00:01:41]
This syrup sweet and thick to exchange me[00:01:52]
My spirit has rearranged[00:01:58]
Crippled dampened lame[00:02:06]
As it goes[00:02:57]
The syrup fills my eyes[00:03:00]
The days faces fade to black[00:03:05]
And I don't feel[00:03:11]
And I can't fight[00:03:14]
For my home anymore[00:03:19]
Anymore[00:03:28]
And I return to an open land[00:03:39]
Where bloods blanket shielded me[00:03:47]
This syrup sweet and thick to exchange me[00:03:56]
My spirit has rearranged[00:04:03]
Crippled dampened lame[00:04:11]
Crippled dampened lame[00:04:15]
Crippled dampened lame[00:04:19]