《Keeping The Wolves From The Door》TXT歌词下载

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This is how  it was meant to be,
I was meant to go on hoping,
Even though there's really no hope,
In  this land  or  on  the sea.
Becoming familiar with an illusion,
Becoming familiar with lapses of joy,
Illusion.
Something  is abiding,
something believes unceasing,
In  keeping the wolves from the door.
I wonder  when you're older,
You'll find  there was a disappearance,
Disappearance of the meaning  that you had, that you had, that you, oh.
The very  inner of my being,
It  is  infinite trouble,
You'll always  on the outside  of it, of it, of it, oh.
Oh, oh, oh.
Ah, ah, oh, oh.
Something  is abiding,
something believes unceasing,
In  keeping the wolves from the door.
I wonder if you hear thunder like I do, like I do,
If you know living like I do,
Feels the  same, if it is  as sweet  as.
Something  is abiding,
something believes unceasing,
In  keeping the wolves from the door.