Score From Augusta - Beulah.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : Kurosky
[00:17.608] The room wallpapered with pages of your letters that you once sent
[00:24.260] Who wrestled with their bodies that wash like untamed rivers against your shore
[00:30.894] And armies wait in their secret places
[00:37.484] That gently twist around your bed
[00:44.440] The South will be spared
[00:47.386] Bullets flying fast from her eyes
[00:51.075] With Confederate fire
[01:08.100] We etch our names in candles, they're heart-shaped and they flicker inside our chests
[01:14.889] And ghosts of our brethren speak tales which are hidden, much like ours
[01:20.765] Of brothers fighting, of holy fields
[01:27.783] Where their new loves come and their old loves go
[01:34.437] And they just wilt
[01:37.767] Like Spanish moss with dew in their eyes
[01:41.871] Tears for our Lord
[01:45.056] And for the ones he spares
[01:48.643] When they've lost their way it's o-o-off with their heads
[01:53.867] And the whores he loves
[01:56.369] And the lepers he claims that he can cure
[01:59.700] Can not compete
[02:03.318] With those humid summer days that we would share
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作词 : Kurosky
The room wallpapered with pages of your letters that you once sent
Who wrestled with their bodies that wash like untamed rivers against your shore
And armies wait in their secret places
That gently twist around your bed
The South will be spared
Bullets flying fast from her eyes
With Confederate fire
We etch our names in candles, they're heart-shaped and they flicker inside our chests
And ghosts of our brethren speak tales which are hidden, much like ours
Of brothers fighting, of holy fields
Where their new loves come and their old loves go
And they just wilt
Like Spanish moss with dew in their eyes
Tears for our Lord
And for the ones he spares
When they've lost their way it's o-o-off with their heads
And the whores he loves
And the lepers he claims that he can cure
Can not compete
With those humid summer days that we would share