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  • 作词 : Ben Cooper
    作曲 : Ben Cooper
    The Mute - Radical Face
    Well as a child I mostly spoke inside my head

    I had conversations with the clouds the dogs the dead

    And they thought my broken that my tongue was coated lead
    But I just couldn't make my words make sense to them

    If you only listen with your ears I can't get in

    And I spent my evenings pulling stars out of the sky

    And I'd arrange them on the lawn where I would lie

    And in the wind I'd taste the dreams of distant lives
    And I would dress myself up in them through the night

    While my folks would sleep in separate beds and wonder why

    And through them days I was a ghost atop my chair

    My dad considered me a cross he had to bear

    And in my head I'd sing apologies and stare
    As my mom would hang the clothes across the line

    And she would try to keep the empty from her eyes

    So then one afternoon I dressed myself alone

    I packed my pillowcase with everything I owned

    And in my head I said goodbye then I was gone
    And I set out on the heels of the unknown

    So my folks could have a new life of their own
    So that maybe I could find someone
    Who could hear the only words that I'd known
  • [00:00.00] 作词 : Ben Cooper
    [00:01.00] 作曲 : Ben Cooper
    [00:03.68]The Mute - Radical Face
    [00:22.34]Well as a child I mostly spoke inside my head
    [00:25.96]
    [00:27.83]I had conversations with the clouds the dogs the dead
    [00:31.63]
    [00:33.13]And they thought my broken that my tongue was coated lead
    [00:36.89]But I just couldn't make my words make sense to them
    [00:40.31]
    [00:41.06]If you only listen with your ears I can't get in
    [00:45.68]
    [00:49.36]And I spent my evenings pulling stars out of the sky
    [00:52.61]
    [00:54.66]And I'd arrange them on the lawn where I would lie
    [00:58.41]
    [01:00.22]And in the wind I'd taste the dreams of distant lives
    [01:03.58]And I would dress myself up in them through the night
    [01:07.14]
    [01:08.08]While my folks would sleep in separate beds and wonder why
    [01:14.51]
    [01:57.34]And through them days I was a ghost atop my chair
    [02:00.78]
    [02:02.53]My dad considered me a cross he had to bear
    [02:06.08]
    [02:08.02]And in my head I'd sing apologies and stare
    [02:11.64]As my mom would hang the clothes across the line
    [02:14.82]
    [02:15.63]And she would try to keep the empty from her eyes
    [02:20.24]
    [02:24.06]So then one afternoon I dressed myself alone
    [02:27.17]
    [02:29.48]I packed my pillowcase with everything I owned
    [02:33.04]
    [02:34.97]And in my head I said goodbye then I was gone
    [02:38.85]And I set out on the heels of the unknown
    [02:42.21]
    [02:43.02]So my folks could have a new life of their own
    [02:47.39]So that maybe I could find someone
    [02:50.95]Who could hear the only words that I'd known