LRC歌词
[ti:Sustain (Album Version)]
[ar:The Waterboys]
[al:Book Of Lightning]
[by:]
[offset:0]
[00:00.00]Sustain (Album) - The Waterboys/Mike Scott/Ida Nilsen
[00:01.06]Blues are falling like showers of rain
[00:03.66]
[00:05.70]But I don't feel like crying
[00:07.46]
[00:10.39]Death is abroad this day
[00:12.10]
[00:14.28]But I don't feel like dying
[00:16.20]
[00:17.64]I learned how to sustain myself
[00:20.77]
[00:23.49]How to sustain myself in storms
[00:27.17]
[00:36.54]Her tongue was like a scythe
[00:38.90]
[00:40.09]And all her bones were haunted
[00:42.42]
[00:44.64]A scapegoat for her life
[00:46.55]
[00:48.01]Was all she ever wanted
[00:50.09]
[00:51.18]I learned how to sustain myself in storms
[00:56.15]
[01:00.33]Sir Bedivere slept in the field
[01:02.87]
[01:04.25]His armour strewn around him
[01:06.64]
[01:08.24]Curled foetus-like beneath his shield
[01:10.92]
[01:11.77]Still weeping when we found him
[01:14.47]
[01:16.29]I teetered on the edge of doom
[01:18.91]
[01:20.40]Degenerate and broken
[01:21.95]
[01:23.95]She sucked the poison from my wounds
[01:26.91]
[01:27.92]And spoke the great unspoken
[01:30.16]
[01:31.25]I learned how to sustain myself in storms
[01:36.60]
[02:03.92]His monstrous ego whipped and driven
[02:07.59]Raged beneath his clothing
[02:10.30]
[02:12.21]The compliment he paid was given
[02:14.93]
[02:15.85]Not with grace but loathing
[02:18.71]
[02:20.85]Deliverance is at the gate
[02:22.81]
[02:24.36]With arms and gold in store
[02:26.61]
[02:28.18]She apologises for being late
[02:30.78]
[02:31.89]But I don't need her anymore
[02:34.17]
[02:35.36]I learned how to sustain myself
[02:38.60]
[02:40.77]How to sustain myself in storms
[02:44.41]
[02:50.38]Scoured and stripped of all pretence
[02:53.75]
[02:55.58]Shorn of all illusion
[02:57.63]
[03:00.15]I offer nothing in my defence
[03:03.25]
[03:04.76]You may draw your own conclusions
[03:08.47]
[03:08.99]I learned how to sustain myself in storms
[ar:The Waterboys]
[al:Book Of Lightning]
[by:]
[offset:0]
[00:00.00]Sustain (Album) - The Waterboys/Mike Scott/Ida Nilsen
[00:01.06]Blues are falling like showers of rain
[00:03.66]
[00:05.70]But I don't feel like crying
[00:07.46]
[00:10.39]Death is abroad this day
[00:12.10]
[00:14.28]But I don't feel like dying
[00:16.20]
[00:17.64]I learned how to sustain myself
[00:20.77]
[00:23.49]How to sustain myself in storms
[00:27.17]
[00:36.54]Her tongue was like a scythe
[00:38.90]
[00:40.09]And all her bones were haunted
[00:42.42]
[00:44.64]A scapegoat for her life
[00:46.55]
[00:48.01]Was all she ever wanted
[00:50.09]
[00:51.18]I learned how to sustain myself in storms
[00:56.15]
[01:00.33]Sir Bedivere slept in the field
[01:02.87]
[01:04.25]His armour strewn around him
[01:06.64]
[01:08.24]Curled foetus-like beneath his shield
[01:10.92]
[01:11.77]Still weeping when we found him
[01:14.47]
[01:16.29]I teetered on the edge of doom
[01:18.91]
[01:20.40]Degenerate and broken
[01:21.95]
[01:23.95]She sucked the poison from my wounds
[01:26.91]
[01:27.92]And spoke the great unspoken
[01:30.16]
[01:31.25]I learned how to sustain myself in storms
[01:36.60]
[02:03.92]His monstrous ego whipped and driven
[02:07.59]Raged beneath his clothing
[02:10.30]
[02:12.21]The compliment he paid was given
[02:14.93]
[02:15.85]Not with grace but loathing
[02:18.71]
[02:20.85]Deliverance is at the gate
[02:22.81]
[02:24.36]With arms and gold in store
[02:26.61]
[02:28.18]She apologises for being late
[02:30.78]
[02:31.89]But I don't need her anymore
[02:34.17]
[02:35.36]I learned how to sustain myself
[02:38.60]
[02:40.77]How to sustain myself in storms
[02:44.41]
[02:50.38]Scoured and stripped of all pretence
[02:53.75]
[02:55.58]Shorn of all illusion
[02:57.63]
[03:00.15]I offer nothing in my defence
[03:03.25]
[03:04.76]You may draw your own conclusions
[03:08.47]
[03:08.99]I learned how to sustain myself in storms
文本歌词
Sustain (Album) - The Waterboys/Mike Scott/Ida Nilsen
Blues are falling like showers of rain
But I don't feel like crying
Death is abroad this day
But I don't feel like dying
I learned how to sustain myself
How to sustain myself in storms
Her tongue was like a scythe
And all her bones were haunted
A scapegoat for her life
Was all she ever wanted
I learned how to sustain myself in storms
Sir Bedivere slept in the field
His armour strewn around him
Curled foetus-like beneath his shield
Still weeping when we found him
I teetered on the edge of doom
Degenerate and broken
She sucked the poison from my wounds
And spoke the great unspoken
I learned how to sustain myself in storms
His monstrous ego whipped and driven
Raged beneath his clothing
The compliment he paid was given
Not with grace but loathing
Deliverance is at the gate
With arms and gold in store
She apologises for being late
But I don't need her anymore
I learned how to sustain myself
How to sustain myself in storms
Scoured and stripped of all pretence
Shorn of all illusion
I offer nothing in my defence
You may draw your own conclusions
I learned how to sustain myself in storms