It seems that we are clams inside our shells
Side by side on rocks we feel the tide as the sea contracts and swells
Pearls grow from the pain inside we often know so well
So languageless, emotionless we must now find
Some way to tell the ocean not to worry
Ultimately all, predictably, is well
Oh fisherman, it seems you've lost your net
Furthermore, it seems you're sinking, do not waste time with regret
Most of the world is covered in that stuff which constitutes your sweat
With which your body's, for a long time now, been marginally wet
I would tell you but I'm not so good with words
Language makes a simple feeling seem oh so absurd
Anyway, my songs about contentment so far always end in verbs
Like "drive", or "run", or go to sleep, the damage has been done
Life's not made up of things that must be lost or won
But you can live that way if that's what you call fun
Oh karma chameleon
Are you in tune to the voice that makes that noise saying your work here is done?
And do you dream at night of thoughts inside you'll never tell no one
Unless you find some way to mask them in some sarcastic pun?
And oh, misguided secret angel on the run
What was so wrong with taking your wings off, a day of working done
In your dreams of hell, do you have endless chores or are you banished to boredom?
Now you can't decide if you believe in either one
You can't decide if you believe in either one
You'll not know until you've tried, and so you can't decide
You can't decide if you believe in either one
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:09.51]It seems that we are clams inside our shells
[00:12.27]Side by side on rocks we feel the tide as the sea contracts and swells
[00:19.20]Pearls grow from the pain inside we often know so well
[00:23.10]So languageless, emotionless we must now find
[00:26.64]Some way to tell the ocean not to worry
[00:29.70]Ultimately all, predictably, is well
[00:43.89]Oh fisherman, it seems you've lost your net
[00:48.21]Furthermore, it seems you're sinking, do not waste time with regret
[00:52.59]Most of the world is covered in that stuff which constitutes your sweat
[00:57.36]With which your body's, for a long time now, been marginally wet
[01:12.96]I would tell you but I'm not so good with words
[01:18.21]Language makes a simple feeling seem oh so absurd
[01:22.23]Anyway, my songs about contentment so far always end in verbs
[01:27.03]Like "drive", or "run", or go to sleep, the damage has been done
[01:37.47]Life's not made up of things that must be lost or won
[01:42.12]But you can live that way if that's what you call fun
[01:54.75]Oh karma chameleon
[01:58.92]Are you in tune to the voice that makes that noise saying your work here is done?
[02:03.72]And do you dream at night of thoughts inside you'll never tell no one
[02:08.46]Unless you find some way to mask them in some sarcastic pun?
[02:24.06]And oh, misguided secret angel on the run
[02:28.41]What was so wrong with taking your wings off, a day of working done
[02:33.03]In your dreams of hell, do you have endless chores or are you banished to boredom?
[02:37.35]Now you can't decide if you believe in either one
[02:41.64]You can't decide if you believe in either one
[02:46.41]You'll not know until you've tried, and so you can't decide
[02:50.76]You can't decide if you believe in either one
📝 纯歌词版本
It seems that we are clams inside our shells
Side by side on rocks we feel the tide as the sea contracts and swells
Pearls grow from the pain inside we often know so well
So languageless, emotionless we must now find
Some way to tell the ocean not to worry
Ultimately all, predictably, is well
Oh fisherman, it seems you've lost your net
Furthermore, it seems you're sinking, do not waste time with regret
Most of the world is covered in that stuff which constitutes your sweat
With which your body's, for a long time now, been marginally wet
I would tell you but I'm not so good with words
Language makes a simple feeling seem oh so absurd
Anyway, my songs about contentment so far always end in verbs
Like "drive", or "run", or go to sleep, the damage has been done
Life's not made up of things that must be lost or won
But you can live that way if that's what you call fun
Oh karma chameleon
Are you in tune to the voice that makes that noise saying your work here is done?
And do you dream at night of thoughts inside you'll never tell no one
Unless you find some way to mask them in some sarcastic pun?
And oh, misguided secret angel on the run
What was so wrong with taking your wings off, a day of working done
In your dreams of hell, do you have endless chores or are you banished to boredom?
Now you can't decide if you believe in either one
You can't decide if you believe in either one
You'll not know until you've tried, and so you can't decide
You can't decide if you believe in either one
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:09.51]It seems that we are clams inside our shells
[00:12.27]Side by side on rocks we feel the tide as the sea contracts and swells
[00:19.20]Pearls grow from the pain inside we often know so well
[00:23.10]So languageless, emotionless we must now find
[00:26.64]Some way to tell the ocean not to worry
[00:29.70]Ultimately all, predictably, is well
[00:43.89]Oh fisherman, it seems you've lost your net
[00:48.21]Furthermore, it seems you're sinking, do not waste time with regret
[00:52.59]Most of the world is covered in that stuff which constitutes your sweat
[00:57.36]With which your body's, for a long time now, been marginally wet
[01:12.96]I would tell you but I'm not so good with words
[01:18.21]Language makes a simple feeling seem oh so absurd
[01:22.23]Anyway, my songs about contentment so far always end in verbs
[01:27.03]Like "drive", or "run", or go to sleep, the damage has been done
[01:37.47]Life's not made up of things that must be lost or won
[01:42.12]But you can live that way if that's what you call fun
[01:54.75]Oh karma chameleon
[01:58.92]Are you in tune to the voice that makes that noise saying your work here is done?
[02:03.72]And do you dream at night of thoughts inside you'll never tell no one
[02:08.46]Unless you find some way to mask them in some sarcastic pun?
[02:24.06]And oh, misguided secret angel on the run
[02:28.41]What was so wrong with taking your wings off, a day of working done
[02:33.03]In your dreams of hell, do you have endless chores or are you banished to boredom?
[02:37.35]Now you can't decide if you believe in either one
[02:41.64]You can't decide if you believe in either one
[02:46.41]You'll not know until you've tried, and so you can't decide
[02:50.76]You can't decide if you believe in either one
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Baby bitte komm und lass uns chillen
Ich will heute weder aufstehen, noch will ich hier raus gehen
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I saw the best minds of my generation
Passed out in their prime
Cuz we were waiting for a suitable time for waking up
I must have looked in your eyes
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Beneath The Southern Cross
Patti Smith
Oh
To be
Not anyone
Gone
This maze of being
Skin
Oh
To cry
Not any cry
So mournful that
The dove just laughs
Oh...
Look what's happening out in the streets
Got a revolution, got to revolution
Hey, I'm dancing down the streets
Got a revolution, got to revolution
Got...
Give it, give it a go and tell it to my face again
How could, how could I have known that everything I've done is in vain?
And I've been touched by th...
I once saw a sunset
So vivid and warm that I swore it was perfect
I once had a lover,
I'm not sure if I'll recover,
But I know it was worth it
Then, ...
Lord, Lord you know I tried/
When I should have been strong I cried/
When I should have helped I walked on by/
When I should have told the truth I str...