Blind Sublime - Peter Murphy.lrc

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[00:00.00] 作词 : Peter Murphy
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Peter Murphy
[00:29.13]It looks a dream
[00:30.42]And feels the same
[00:32.82]I could conquer it
[00:33.93]And still feel sane
[00:34.62]The soft hills and shores
[00:40.41]Beguiled and silent nights
[00:43.65]The sun waits softly
[00:50.58]We talk a lot
[00:50.85]Too much to say
[00:54.33]We're still too proud
[01:11.73]It looks a dream
[01:13.08]And feels the same
[01:15.48]I could conquer it
[01:16.59]And still feel sane
[01:18.84]The people best
[01:19.23]Are simple here
[01:25.89]And thoughts escape me
[01:27.30]No fear, no judge
[01:37.53]No burning fear
[01:38.34]Their eyes don't pierce
[01:43.86]Slowly worked
[01:44.61]Smoke ringed arms
[01:47.43]It's too hot to mention
[01:48.39]Slowly worked
[01:48.81]Smoke ringed arms
[01:49.17]Luck turned an ear
[02:34.68]I shout to time that nothing stays
[02:36.63]Nothing lasts and damn to change
[02:40.83]Though then
[02:41.25]I read a book a line
[02:43.65]Which says we sleep in blind sublime
[02:46.47]Deaf and dumb in human lands
[02:50.43]To break and free needs different hands
[02:52.62]To pull us to a different space
[02:56.10]Where things are wider, out of place
[03:16.23]It looks a dream
[03:17.49]And smells the same
[03:19.89]I could conquer it
[03:21.06]And still feel sane
[03:23.28]It looks like a dream
[03:24.60]And smells the same
[03:27.03]I'd submit to it
[03:28.14]And still feel sane
[03:30.66]I'd submit to it
[03:31.74]And still feel sane
[03:33.93]I'd submit to it
[03:35.10]And still feel sane
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作词 : Peter Murphy
作曲 : Peter Murphy
It looks a dream
And feels the same
I could conquer it
And still feel sane
The soft hills and shores
Beguiled and silent nights
The sun waits softly
We talk a lot
Too much to say
We're still too proud
It looks a dream
And feels the same
I could conquer it
And still feel sane
The people best
Are simple here
And thoughts escape me
No fear, no judge
No burning fear
Their eyes don't pierce
Slowly worked
Smoke ringed arms
It's too hot to mention
Slowly worked
Smoke ringed arms
Luck turned an ear
I shout to time that nothing stays
Nothing lasts and damn to change
Though then
I read a book a line
Which says we sleep in blind sublime
Deaf and dumb in human lands
To break and free needs different hands
To pull us to a different space
Where things are wider, out of place
It looks a dream
And smells the same
I could conquer it
And still feel sane
It looks like a dream
And smells the same
I'd submit to it
And still feel sane
I'd submit to it
And still feel sane
I'd submit to it
And still feel sane