Bleached By The Sun - Dot Allison/Zoë Bestel.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : Dot Allison/Zoë Bestel
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Dot Allison/Zoë Bestel
[00:21.949]Violas bow across the bridge of time
[00:30.527]A cello sings of the curve of my spine
[00:38.938]The beat of a wing conducting the chaos of sea
[00:49.984]That promise we made in our mirror symmetry
[01:00.505]Don't give up on us yet, there is more we can be
[01:10.325]In our roots there is soul, an innate empathy
[01:18.839]Or will these words come to be bleached by the sun?
[01:28.568]Or will these words come to be bleached by the sun?
[01:37.683]Oh
[02:00.030]Beyond this limerence there is love
[02:08.578]Vibration of the imminence of loss
[02:17.146]The quiet hope that we might save
[02:28.064]The chorus of emergent waves
[02:38.722]Don't give up on us yet, there is more we can be
[02:48.474]In our roots there is soul, an innate empathy
[02:56.624]Or will these words come to be bleached by the sun?
[03:06.249]Or will these words come to be bleached by the sun?
[03:15.578]Oh
[03:37.056]At the crowning dusk of day
[03:41.906]Will we face defining flames?
[03:46.496]Or can quietly insistent words
[03:52.144]Waltz amongst the rain?
[03:56.521]Within states of our divorce
[04:01.324]We hang laments upon the staves
[04:06.059]Only hope divinely saved
[04:11.210]For the last heartbeat of the woods
[04:15.941]Don't give up on us yet, there is more we can be
[04:25.832]In our roots there is soul, an innate empathy
[04:33.817]Or will these words come to be bleached by the sun?
[04:43.256]Or will these guns come to be coal and diamonds?
[04:52.964]The seed of the fertile one where this life's just begun
[05:02.495]Or will these words come to be bleached by the sun?

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作词 : Dot Allison/Zoë Bestel
作曲 : Dot Allison/Zoë Bestel
Violas bow across the bridge of time
A cello sings of the curve of my spine
The beat of a wing conducting the chaos of sea
That promise we made in our mirror symmetry
Don't give up on us yet, there is more we can be
In our roots there is soul, an innate empathy
Or will these words come to be bleached by the sun?
Or will these words come to be bleached by the sun?
Oh
Beyond this limerence there is love
Vibration of the imminence of loss
The quiet hope that we might save
The chorus of emergent waves
Don't give up on us yet, there is more we can be
In our roots there is soul, an innate empathy
Or will these words come to be bleached by the sun?
Or will these words come to be bleached by the sun?
Oh
At the crowning dusk of day
Will we face defining flames?
Or can quietly insistent words
Waltz amongst the rain?
Within states of our divorce
We hang laments upon the staves
Only hope divinely saved
For the last heartbeat of the woods
Don't give up on us yet, there is more we can be
In our roots there is soul, an innate empathy
Or will these words come to be bleached by the sun?
Or will these guns come to be coal and diamonds?
The seed of the fertile one where this life's just begun
Or will these words come to be bleached by the sun?