LRC歌词
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[00:00.950]See you hunkered on the ground
[00:04.670]Magnifying glass in hand
[00:08.640]Can you focus in one spot for long enough
[00:16.090]If you see the whispered smoke
[00:20.650]Curling vine-like from a leaf
[00:23.910]You will turn the glass on me
[00:28.550]That I know for sure
[00:31.370]Pass the boneyard on the left
[00:35.240]There's a secret that I keep
[00:39.060]Like a tick upon my skin
[00:46.770]I will take you to that place
[00:50.240]If you leave your glass behind
[00:54.040]Not afraid to say I am afraid
[01:01.930]You've got to learn which logs to cure
[01:09.640]Which ones to burn
[01:16.500]If I rake up all my wits
[01:19.840]Pile them up into a heap
[01:24.780]There's no guarantee that you won't be the wind
[01:32.440]Turn a placid day in fall
[01:36.530]Into a hurricane
[01:38.710]So if I stay inside again some windows down
[01:44.590]You know I'm saying
[01:48.000]You've got to learn which logs to burn
[01:55.020]Which ones to cure
[01:58.080]And I wanna say this now
[02:02.990]When I see you with the timber I will splinter down
[02:08.880]And paint your arms with scars
[02:18.560]Paint your arms with scars
[02:52.230]You won't ever let me out
[02:56.360]I won't ever let you
[02:59.490]That would serve me right
[03:03.620]Would serve me all too right
[03:07.580]That would serve me right
[03:08.900]Would serve me all too right
[03:11.680]Won't hear you laugh in my face what's your name
[03:25.000]Throw down your axe you're a mess what a shame
[04:53.340]You've got to learn which logs to burn
[04:58.950]Which ones to cure
[05:01.790]And you know it's now
[05:03.350]Not long before the fire's spent
[05:08.050]And all your trouble's gone to waste
[05:22.670]Gone to waste
[05:25.910]You've got to learn which ones to burn
[05:35.690]Which ones to cure
[05:37.360]Which ones to do something with
[05:40.940]You've got to learn
[05:44.750]Which ones will burn you
[05:49.500]And which ones will splinter down and paint your pretty arms with scars
文本歌词
See you hunkered on the ground
Magnifying glass in hand
Can you focus in one spot for long enough
If you see the whispered smoke
Curling vine-like from a leaf
You will turn the glass on me
That I know for sure
Pass the boneyard on the left
There's a secret that I keep
Like a tick upon my skin
I will take you to that place
If you leave your glass behind
Not afraid to say I am afraid
You've got to learn which logs to cure
Which ones to burn
If I rake up all my wits
Pile them up into a heap
There's no guarantee that you won't be the wind
Turn a placid day in fall
Into a hurricane
So if I stay inside again some windows down
You know I'm saying
You've got to learn which logs to burn
Which ones to cure
And I wanna say this now
When I see you with the timber I will splinter down
And paint your arms with scars
Paint your arms with scars
You won't ever let me out
I won't ever let you
That would serve me right
Would serve me all too right
That would serve me right
Would serve me all too right
Won't hear you laugh in my face what's your name
Throw down your axe you're a mess what a shame
You've got to learn which logs to burn
Which ones to cure
And you know it's now
Not long before the fire's spent
And all your trouble's gone to waste
Gone to waste
You've got to learn which ones to burn
Which ones to cure
Which ones to do something with
You've got to learn
Which ones will burn you
And which ones will splinter down and paint your pretty arms with scars