Almost, Almost Not - Selene Moray.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : Nathan Leung
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Nathan Leung
[00:02.000] 编曲 : Selene Moray
[00:05.047]Almost...
[00:13.939]...not
[00:16.772]Your coffee cup left half-moon stains
[00:20.788]Morning light cuts through windowpanes
[00:24.783]My finger traces where your thumb had been
[00:28.915]Steam rises slow like questions in between
[00:32.924]We dance the steps of almost-there
[00:37.049]Breath hanging in the frozen air
[00:41.022]I reach for shadows in the dark
[00:45.059]You draw me close with fading sparks
[00:48.286]This gravity of maybes pulls me under
[00:56.324]One step away from lightning or from thunder
[01:03.895]Almost love, almost not
[01:07.600]Walking tightropes that you tied in knots
[01:12.049]Your touch is smoke inside my palm
[01:16.312]One minute calm, the next a storm
[01:19.343]We're paper thin, about to tear
[01:23.760]Almost here, almost... nowhere
[01:32.844]You bookmarked pages in my mind
[01:37.073]With paragraphs you left unsigned
[01:40.877]Our conversations melt like August snow
[01:44.979]You come and go, you come and almost go
[01:49.050]The distance hums a lullaby
[01:52.925]Of goodbyes dressed in "hello again"
[01:56.851]I catch the words you never say
[02:00.883]They shimmer then dissolve away
[02:04.185]This limbo tastes like sugar-coated knives
[02:12.110]Almost alive where almost-love survives
[02:19.597]Almost love, almost not
[02:23.506]Building castles in an hourglass we bought
[02:28.133]Your eyes hold oceans without shores
[02:32.673]Slamming doors then opening more
[02:35.369]We're glass half-full of empty air
[02:39.707]Almost there, almost... nowhere
[02:48.943]If we were seasons, we'd be spring and fall
[02:53.024]Always arriving as the other leaves
[02:56.949]If we were music, we'd be silent beats
[03:00.962]Between the notes where longing barely breathes...
[03:04.189]But tonight your almost-arms feel like a home
[03:09.481]That I'll be packing when the morning comes
[03:19.402]ALMOST LOVE! ALMOST NOT!
[03:23.510]Burning brighter when the fuse is shot!
[03:27.342]We crash like waves that never reach the sand
[03:31.456]Almost-hands that almost held the land
[03:35.141]I'm letting go of almost-air...
[03:39.979]We were almost...
[03:45.236]almost... almost there
[03:52.090]Fog lifts...
[03:55.899]No coffee cups...
[03:59.434]Just clean white space...
[04:03.255]Almost...Not.
文本歌词
作词 : Nathan Leung
作曲 : Nathan Leung
编曲 : Selene Moray
Almost...
...not
Your coffee cup left half-moon stains
Morning light cuts through windowpanes
My finger traces where your thumb had been
Steam rises slow like questions in between
We dance the steps of almost-there
Breath hanging in the frozen air
I reach for shadows in the dark
You draw me close with fading sparks
This gravity of maybes pulls me under
One step away from lightning or from thunder
Almost love, almost not
Walking tightropes that you tied in knots
Your touch is smoke inside my palm
One minute calm, the next a storm
We're paper thin, about to tear
Almost here, almost... nowhere
You bookmarked pages in my mind
With paragraphs you left unsigned
Our conversations melt like August snow
You come and go, you come and almost go
The distance hums a lullaby
Of goodbyes dressed in "hello again"
I catch the words you never say
They shimmer then dissolve away
This limbo tastes like sugar-coated knives
Almost alive where almost-love survives
Almost love, almost not
Building castles in an hourglass we bought
Your eyes hold oceans without shores
Slamming doors then opening more
We're glass half-full of empty air
Almost there, almost... nowhere
If we were seasons, we'd be spring and fall
Always arriving as the other leaves
If we were music, we'd be silent beats
Between the notes where longing barely breathes...
But tonight your almost-arms feel like a home
That I'll be packing when the morning comes
ALMOST LOVE! ALMOST NOT!
Burning brighter when the fuse is shot!
We crash like waves that never reach the sand
Almost-hands that almost held the land
I'm letting go of almost-air...
We were almost...
almost... almost there
Fog lifts...
No coffee cups...
Just clean white space...
Almost...Not.