I’ve been watching a slow thaw come around.
I’ve been waiting in the cold and hazy blue.
I’ve been driving alone out to the edge of town.
I’ve been thinking too much of you.
neither wane nor wear.
And sunshine is like lovers and some summers just pretend;
only warm the air.
It’s that I’m tired of the feeling here.
It’s too near to death, it’s too jobless year-round.
It’s not the weather in the city or the highway moan.
Not the streets or the buildings, neither wooden nor stone.
Every reason to leave this place behind, why I should be alone,
Are made of flesh and bone.
I’ve been thinking of exile.
I’ve been thinking hit the highway and head up North.
I’ve been thinking cross the bridge and don’t turn back.
The only warmth is a warmth alone.
He packed up, took 75 northbound to a brand new life and
Waved goodbye to the world in the rearview mirror.
Saw it clearer in hindsight,
The shape of its skyline traced in a flame from the windows ablaze,
Many beacons in the sea or like a lantern lit
For the ones still lost out in the dead of the night.
Like lightning striking darkness once, no thunder, no pain.
Have you ever watched a slow thaw come around?
Have you waited in the cold and hazy blue?
There’s an airport there out near the edge of town.
I’ve been thinking too much of you.
Settled in that still forest like another phantom
or another shadow cast by choice.
A noiseless chorus blows through the leaves and trees
and brings a peace at last
From a place where the song kept changing
just when he was starting to get it.
When he was starting to trust there’d be a day
he’d find a way to keep the rust at-bay,
There’d be a day he’d find a hum to help him muffle the past.
Like thunder underwater, he hears it fading
and feels no pain at all.
It’s been weeks since I’ve been around you.
Has the fear begun to fade away like sunlight
when it sinks into the lake?
Are they now building up, or breaking down
and boarding up the fronts?
Has the whole town been foreclosed now?
And what happened to those youthful dreams
sunk deep in the river weak?
Or got tangled up in weeds or else they’re stumbling drunk
on Wealthy Street? Or making plans to leave?
I need to leave. I can’t marry this place.
I won’t bury the past. I just need a change of scenery.
I will hold these old streets sweetly in my head like her.
And I will praise their bravery always till the end
Let tongues confess the plague of joblessness
a temporary illness.
Let us wave their flag from there to here then over
though we may not ever get them.
We will rise again from ashes one day.
Until then, roll,just roll,roll me away
I must leave, but swear I will carry you in me until the end.
So, Tuebor, my home!
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:43.302]I’ve been watching a slow thaw come around.
[00:46.670]I’ve been waiting in the cold and hazy blue.
[00:49.675]I’ve been driving alone out to the edge of town.
[00:52.748]I’ve been thinking too much of you.
[01:00.759]neither wane nor wear.
[01:02.180]And sunshine is like lovers and some summers just pretend;
[01:06.883]only warm the air.
[01:08.265]It’s that I’m tired of the feeling here.
[01:10.465]It’s too near to death, it’s too jobless year-round.
[01:14.313]It’s not the weather in the city or the highway moan.
[01:17.426]Not the streets or the buildings, neither wooden nor stone.
[01:20.530]Every reason to leave this place behind, why I should be alone,
[01:25.120]Are made of flesh and bone.
[01:26.884]I’ve been thinking of exile.
[01:29.756]I’ve been thinking hit the highway and head up North.
[01:33.059]I’ve been thinking cross the bridge and don’t turn back.
[01:35.920]The only warmth is a warmth alone.
[01:39.296]He packed up, took 75 northbound to a brand new life and
[01:45.322]Waved goodbye to the world in the rearview mirror.
[01:48.606]Saw it clearer in hindsight,
[01:50.535]The shape of its skyline traced in a flame from the windows ablaze,
[01:57.661]Many beacons in the sea or like a lantern lit
[02:00.877]For the ones still lost out in the dead of the night.
[02:04.009]Like lightning striking darkness once, no thunder, no pain.
[02:10.310]Have you ever watched a slow thaw come around?
[02:13.349]Have you waited in the cold and hazy blue?
[02:16.431]There’s an airport there out near the edge of town.
[02:19.411]I’ve been thinking too much of you.
[02:22.649]Settled in that still forest like another phantom
[02:27.036]or another shadow cast by choice.
[02:29.960]A noiseless chorus blows through the leaves and trees
[02:33.465]and brings a peace at last
[02:35.038]From a place where the song kept changing
[02:37.772]just when he was starting to get it.
[02:39.734]When he was starting to trust there’d be a day
[02:41.878]he’d find a way to keep the rust at-bay,
[02:44.192]There’d be a day he’d find a hum to help him muffle the past.
[02:47.476]Like thunder underwater, he hears it fading
[02:52.074]and feels no pain at all.
[03:07.078]It’s been weeks since I’ve been around you.
[03:09.910]Has the fear begun to fade away like sunlight
[03:12.762]when it sinks into the lake?
[03:15.179]Are they now building up, or breaking down
[03:19.002]and boarding up the fronts?
[03:21.486]Has the whole town been foreclosed now?
[03:24.418]And what happened to those youthful dreams
[03:27.897]sunk deep in the river weak?
[03:29.813]Or got tangled up in weeds or else they’re stumbling drunk
[03:34.505]on Wealthy Street? Or making plans to leave?
[03:37.946]I need to leave. I can’t marry this place.
[03:40.671]I won’t bury the past. I just need a change of scenery.
[03:45.199]I will hold these old streets sweetly in my head like her.
[03:49.488]And I will praise their bravery always till the end
[03:53.801]Let tongues confess the plague of joblessness
[03:57.432]a temporary illness.
[04:00.371]Let us wave their flag from there to here then over
[04:08.384]though we may not ever get them.
[04:11.066]We will rise again from ashes one day.
[04:16.871]Until then, roll,just roll,roll me away
[04:22.560]I must leave, but swear I will carry you in me until the end.
[04:28.460]So, Tuebor, my home!
I’ve been watching a slow thaw come around.
I’ve been waiting in the cold and hazy blue.
I’ve been driving alone out to the edge of town.
I’ve been thinking too much of you.
neither wane nor wear.
And sunshine is like lovers and some summers just pretend;
only warm the air.
It’s that I’m tired of the feeling here.
It’s too near to death, it’s too jobless year-round.
It’s not the weather in the city or the highway moan.
Not the streets or the buildings, neither wooden nor stone.
Every reason to leave this place behind, why I should be alone,
Are made of flesh and bone.
I’ve been thinking of exile.
I’ve been thinking hit the highway and head up North.
I’ve been thinking cross the bridge and don’t turn back.
The only warmth is a warmth alone.
He packed up, took 75 northbound to a brand new life and
Waved goodbye to the world in the rearview mirror.
Saw it clearer in hindsight,
The shape of its skyline traced in a flame from the windows ablaze,
Many beacons in the sea or like a lantern lit
For the ones still lost out in the dead of the night.
Like lightning striking darkness once, no thunder, no pain.
Have you ever watched a slow thaw come around?
Have you waited in the cold and hazy blue?
There’s an airport there out near the edge of town.
I’ve been thinking too much of you.
Settled in that still forest like another phantom
or another shadow cast by choice.
A noiseless chorus blows through the leaves and trees
and brings a peace at last
From a place where the song kept changing
just when he was starting to get it.
When he was starting to trust there’d be a day
he’d find a way to keep the rust at-bay,
There’d be a day he’d find a hum to help him muffle the past.
Like thunder underwater, he hears it fading
and feels no pain at all.
It’s been weeks since I’ve been around you.
Has the fear begun to fade away like sunlight
when it sinks into the lake?
Are they now building up, or breaking down
and boarding up the fronts?
Has the whole town been foreclosed now?
And what happened to those youthful dreams
sunk deep in the river weak?
Or got tangled up in weeds or else they’re stumbling drunk
on Wealthy Street? Or making plans to leave?
I need to leave. I can’t marry this place.
I won’t bury the past. I just need a change of scenery.
I will hold these old streets sweetly in my head like her.
And I will praise their bravery always till the end
Let tongues confess the plague of joblessness
a temporary illness.
Let us wave their flag from there to here then over
though we may not ever get them.
We will rise again from ashes one day.
Until then, roll,just roll,roll me away
I must leave, but swear I will carry you in me until the end.
So, Tuebor, my home!
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:43.302]I’ve been watching a slow thaw come around.
[00:46.670]I’ve been waiting in the cold and hazy blue.
[00:49.675]I’ve been driving alone out to the edge of town.
[00:52.748]I’ve been thinking too much of you.
[01:00.759]neither wane nor wear.
[01:02.180]And sunshine is like lovers and some summers just pretend;
[01:06.883]only warm the air.
[01:08.265]It’s that I’m tired of the feeling here.
[01:10.465]It’s too near to death, it’s too jobless year-round.
[01:14.313]It’s not the weather in the city or the highway moan.
[01:17.426]Not the streets or the buildings, neither wooden nor stone.
[01:20.530]Every reason to leave this place behind, why I should be alone,
[01:25.120]Are made of flesh and bone.
[01:26.884]I’ve been thinking of exile.
[01:29.756]I’ve been thinking hit the highway and head up North.
[01:33.059]I’ve been thinking cross the bridge and don’t turn back.
[01:35.920]The only warmth is a warmth alone.
[01:39.296]He packed up, took 75 northbound to a brand new life and
[01:45.322]Waved goodbye to the world in the rearview mirror.
[01:48.606]Saw it clearer in hindsight,
[01:50.535]The shape of its skyline traced in a flame from the windows ablaze,
[01:57.661]Many beacons in the sea or like a lantern lit
[02:00.877]For the ones still lost out in the dead of the night.
[02:04.009]Like lightning striking darkness once, no thunder, no pain.
[02:10.310]Have you ever watched a slow thaw come around?
[02:13.349]Have you waited in the cold and hazy blue?
[02:16.431]There’s an airport there out near the edge of town.
[02:19.411]I’ve been thinking too much of you.
[02:22.649]Settled in that still forest like another phantom
[02:27.036]or another shadow cast by choice.
[02:29.960]A noiseless chorus blows through the leaves and trees
[02:33.465]and brings a peace at last
[02:35.038]From a place where the song kept changing
[02:37.772]just when he was starting to get it.
[02:39.734]When he was starting to trust there’d be a day
[02:41.878]he’d find a way to keep the rust at-bay,
[02:44.192]There’d be a day he’d find a hum to help him muffle the past.
[02:47.476]Like thunder underwater, he hears it fading
[02:52.074]and feels no pain at all.
[03:07.078]It’s been weeks since I’ve been around you.
[03:09.910]Has the fear begun to fade away like sunlight
[03:12.762]when it sinks into the lake?
[03:15.179]Are they now building up, or breaking down
[03:19.002]and boarding up the fronts?
[03:21.486]Has the whole town been foreclosed now?
[03:24.418]And what happened to those youthful dreams
[03:27.897]sunk deep in the river weak?
[03:29.813]Or got tangled up in weeds or else they’re stumbling drunk
[03:34.505]on Wealthy Street? Or making plans to leave?
[03:37.946]I need to leave. I can’t marry this place.
[03:40.671]I won’t bury the past. I just need a change of scenery.
[03:45.199]I will hold these old streets sweetly in my head like her.
[03:49.488]And I will praise their bravery always till the end
[03:53.801]Let tongues confess the plague of joblessness
[03:57.432]a temporary illness.
[04:00.371]Let us wave their flag from there to here then over
[04:08.384]though we may not ever get them.
[04:11.066]We will rise again from ashes one day.
[04:16.871]Until then, roll,just roll,roll me away
[04:22.560]I must leave, but swear I will carry you in me until the end.
[04:28.460]So, Tuebor, my home!
Like a shadow on a shadow, a phantom in a film strip
Faint glimmer of the past trapped in mother's old slides
Sits still in the apartment while siftin...
After sundown, before sleeping,
I am the worst of me.
I am a mess of these
Stage scenes.
It's fear fiction, these visions, caught somewhere between de...
On the ridge, there's a camera
And a DP framing the shot
Of a hillside at twilight
In the foreground, there's a paved road lit
Tunneled headlights, bu...
I felt your sickness
brush against my arm as
I walked by you —
Heard your voice but
couldn't tell that it was you.
And, slowly, watched your sickness ...
I know that someday you'll be sleeping,
Darling, likely dreaming off the pain.
I know that even with the seams stitched tightly, darling scars will r...
Out where the stones lay like bones by the ocean
Out where the waves crash contempt on the land
Someone was trembling for fear of the tempest
Somebody...
"Up, M'Lady--Pack your things, this place is not your home. Nor was it ever, sever every tie, tonight we ride. Tonight we ride." "And how we've trembl...
An outcry
To lost dreams and sense of wonder
To the streets that raised him
Say, "Goodbye" and "Be gone" and "Be great"
To the friends who left when t...
"Up, M'Lady - Pack your things, this place is not your home.
Nor was it ever, sever every tie, tonight we ride. Tonight we ride."
Tonight we ride.
"An...