歌手: Bob Lind
时长: 03:32
Anymore - Bob Lind[00:00:00]
I used to be a hunter but I lost my gun[00:00:11]
I used to be a sparrow but I fell[00:00:17]
I used to be a moment in the setting sun[00:00:22]
Slipping through the surface[00:00:28]
Of the well constructed dreams[00:00:30]
That no one even seems[00:00:36]
To remember anymore[00:00:40]
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I used to sit and watch the coloured circles spin[00:00:57]
But I don't really dig it anymore[00:01:02]
A man is just a loser till his ship comes in[00:01:07]
And I'm not one to hang around the shore and sift the sand[00:01:13]
And I don't understand or pretend to[00:01:21]
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Anymore I hardly ever bother[00:01:38]
Closing up the cases on my drums[00:01:45]
I can't seem to get myself together[00:01:53]
But that's alright[00:01:59]
I may not be cemented but I'm young[00:02:03]
I used to be the apple in the hand of Eve[00:02:18]
I used to be the writing on the wall[00:02:24]
Sometimes I can almost make it back there[00:02:29]
Sometimes I don't believe it's there at all[00:02:34]
And that's my scene[00:02:39]
And I'm not one to lean on the future[00:02:42]
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