West

Radical Face2015年11月6日
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West - Radical Face

Familiar ground's a distant thing

 

When you travel vague and crooked roads

 

And the sun's a scab on vacant skies

 

Now we always hope we're still alone

 

There's too much time for idle minds

 

Imagination's armed with hooks and knives

 

We count our fears to pass the time

 

Tired or not don't close your eyes

 

A picket fence

 

A painted house

 

A quiet life

 

One where our days are calm

 

And night's are spent in kind

 

One where our hopes and dreams

 

Are attainable things

 

One where time can't reach

 

Gain half the plains now

Cut mountain chains down

Sleep when you can

You can't know how the night's fall

Things will be better there

Things will be good there

 

Don't stop to think

Just chase the dream we're chasing

 

I smell the fireplace

 

Warm light a warm face

A quiet life

A life a life a life a life

A life along the breeze

 

The dogs came at midnight

 

Guns drawn and eye's bright

 

I heard them laughin'

 

Black voices scratchin'

 

Black wind they move like

 

Our lives ain't worth the millions

 

As dog's tear the canvas

 

Flies on the carcass

 

But it buys the time we need

 

The dogs came at midnight

 

The dogs came at midnight

 

The dogs came at midnight

 

And I always hear them laughing

 

***歌詞來自第三方***

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