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Counting Crows
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Margery Dreams Of Horses (Live)
作词:Steve Bowman, David Lynn Bryson, Adam Fredric Duritz, Charles Thomas Gillingham, Matthew Malley
In the still water she lies down Shaking through the press of sunlight We rolled into Lexington She shakes off the drop of daylight
Water beading up her chest Bleeding down between her knees Rivers in Kentucky flow Between the bluegrass wavy seas
But oh, Margery Sticks the knife in while I couldn't see
Oh, breathless with anticipation Baited reelers set their hooks Tuck their heads beneath the high grass And lie and wait beside the brooks
For instance pushing slowly through frustration Leading back along the alleys of a childhood That will not release us willingly
But oh, Margery Sticks the knife in while I couldn't see Strait into me, baby
更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Dust me off, shut me down Dream of where I haven't been Just close the door inside my heart It's tough in the South Atlantic wind
'Coz I have hollow eyes Haunting only to myself But even so I, I, I can't stop These great big hollows in myself
I took the train from California To the far side of the continent Woke up in Kentucky Where a wedding was about to end
And I looked up at Anna She turned back to look at me Yeah, it's best to kill the ones that matter Render blind the ones who see
But oh, Margery Takes the blade and walks away from me Oh, Margery Love like blood is pouring out of me
Oh yeah, oh, Margery [Incomprehensible]my heart It won't stop bleeding all, all, all over me, baby
Oh, I can't shut it in It's got far too many doors to block the wind Oh, I can't shut it in Yeah, it's got far too many doors to block the wind Oh, I can't shut it in It's got far too many doors to block the wind
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