LRC歌词
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[00:13.690]My childhood lopsided crumbs trouble
[00:18.630]Clear-sighted and leaning up
[00:26.480]Against the Sellotape the apples
[00:28.880]Back on while they were ripe sticking to
[00:34.180]Our story every time
[00:39.930]We stood there same mischief
[00:43.180]Same background shame-chagrin with hands
[00:46.900]Behind our backs and our eyes faced down
[00:52.550]We'd celebrate the victory of
[00:56.030]Buckets and doors smiling all the way out the front door
[01:06.920]How I longed to hold her hand
[01:13.740]How I longed to touch her face how I longed
[01:20.260]To hear a sound come from that phone from far across the town
[01:32.570]That night when all went to hell
[01:36.310]I thought we'd never see the thorns pulled
[01:40.610]Out of our poor old toes
[01:45.180]We'd imitate the noises that we thought we should
[01:50.040]Make howling at the wind and our mistakes
[01:59.570]How I longed to touch her hand
[02:06.300]How I longed to see her face how I longed
[02:12.810]To hear a sound come from that voice from far across the land
文本歌词
My childhood lopsided crumbs trouble
Clear-sighted and leaning up
Against the Sellotape the apples
Back on while they were ripe sticking to
Our story every time
We stood there same mischief
Same background shame-chagrin with hands
Behind our backs and our eyes faced down
We'd celebrate the victory of
Buckets and doors smiling all the way out the front door
How I longed to hold her hand
How I longed to touch her face how I longed
To hear a sound come from that phone from far across the town
That night when all went to hell
I thought we'd never see the thorns pulled
Out of our poor old toes
We'd imitate the noises that we thought we should
Make howling at the wind and our mistakes
How I longed to touch her hand
How I longed to see her face how I longed
To hear a sound come from that voice from far across the land