Chalk - Blanco White.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作曲 : Joshua James Edwards
[00:18.127]Each time that I hold the dice
[00:22.110]The numbers fade
[00:25.235]And leave their marks in my hands
[00:30.221]Where the chalk and dust remain
[00:33.398]But lines can be read like notes
[00:38.281]She said I'd leave for Spain
[00:42.069]She couldn't know that city's light
[00:46.112]From the marble she gave me
[00:50.945]Some would ask for more
[00:54.381]Fooled in the silence
[00:57.192]Cast the stone down
[00:59.393]And doubt what they saw
[01:02.020]Just to follow the siren
[01:05.084]As she moved on, and
[01:07.366]Passed through the crowd
[01:10.271]She carried our hearts out
[01:13.094]It's true that some words are lost
[01:17.984]Because you chose not to hear them
[01:54.085]The hour of two years had marked
[01:58.236]New lines on her face
[02:01.461]But passed me by in the dark
[02:06.179]My hands hadn't changed
[02:10.219]With a crayon and pen from a can
[02:14.202]She drew a map of Spain
[02:18.021]I still have it now, with a letter white
[02:22.056]But the markings have faded
[02:26.897]Some would ask for more
[02:30.495]Fooled in the silence
[02:33.156]Cast the stone down
[02:35.385]And doubt what they saw
[02:37.950]Just to follow the siren
[02:41.150]As she moved on, and
[02:43.495]Passed through the crowd
[02:46.352]She carried our hearts out
[02:49.300]It's true that some words are lost
[02:53.950]Because you chose not to hear them
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作曲 : Joshua James Edwards
Each time that I hold the dice
The numbers fade
And leave their marks in my hands
Where the chalk and dust remain
But lines can be read like notes
She said I'd leave for Spain
She couldn't know that city's light
From the marble she gave me
Some would ask for more
Fooled in the silence
Cast the stone down
And doubt what they saw
Just to follow the siren
As she moved on, and
Passed through the crowd
She carried our hearts out
It's true that some words are lost
Because you chose not to hear them
The hour of two years had marked
New lines on her face
But passed me by in the dark
My hands hadn't changed
With a crayon and pen from a can
She drew a map of Spain
I still have it now, with a letter white
But the markings have faded
Some would ask for more
Fooled in the silence
Cast the stone down
And doubt what they saw
Just to follow the siren
As she moved on, and
Passed through the crowd
She carried our hearts out
It's true that some words are lost
Because you chose not to hear them