作曲 : Andrea Bejar/Jake Fine/Paulina Bejar
作词 : Andrea Bejar
You stood by the doorway
In an overused t-shirt
Asking me questions about my day
To forget about yours
Now I see you less often
And we don't speak much either
Fifteen years spent in the same place
But I wanted more
Buried in the field under the marigolds
La flor de la vida
Lie our footprints marked beneath the dirt
Guarda recuerdos
We'd pick fruit from the lemon trees
Or cut off the branches set fire to the earth
If you would've told me it'd be the last time
I'd have carried it's worth
You drew the line
On your side of the bedroom
Told me with your eyes the darker it gets
The more I'd cross
Now I stare at the ceiling
In a brand new apartment
Trying to remember were the sheets painted green
Or some type of scarlet
Buried in the field under the marigolds
La flor de la vida
Lie our footprints marked beneath the dirt
Guarda recuerdos
We'd pick fruit from the lemon trees
Or cut off the branches set fire to the earth
If you would've told me it'd be the last time
I'd have carried it's worth
Oh, sooner or later the colors start fading
I hate that they're slipping away with each night
Telling dad's jokes but the punchline keeps changing
I'm scared of the day that they're gone from our minds
Buried in the field under the marigolds
La flor de la vida
Lie our footprints marked beneath the dirt
Guarda recuerdos
We'd pick fruit from the lemon trees
Or cut off the branches set fire to the earth
If you would've told me it'd be the last time
I'd have carried it's worth
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Andrea Bejar/Jake Fine/Paulina Bejar
[00:01.000] 作词 : Andrea Bejar
[00:18.012]You stood by the doorway
[00:22.294]In an overused t-shirt
[00:26.771]Asking me questions about my day
[00:30.771]To forget about yours
[00:34.826]Now I see you less often
[00:39.251]And we don't speak much either
[00:43.914]Fifteen years spent in the same place
[00:48.009]But I wanted more
[00:58.384]Buried in the field under the marigolds
[01:04.236]La flor de la vida
[01:07.277]Lie our footprints marked beneath the dirt
[01:12.658]Guarda recuerdos
[01:15.846]We'd pick fruit from the lemon trees
[01:19.079]Or cut off the branches set fire to the earth
[01:24.223]If you would've told me it'd be the last time
[01:30.510]I'd have carried it's worth
[01:39.841]You drew the line
[01:43.213]On your side of the bedroom
[01:47.779]Told me with your eyes the darker it gets
[01:52.255]The more I'd cross
[01:56.587]Now I stare at the ceiling
[02:00.633]In a brand new apartment
[02:05.208]Trying to remember were the sheets painted green
[02:09.585]Or some type of scarlet
[02:19.823]Buried in the field under the marigolds
[02:25.634]La flor de la vida
[02:28.683]Lie our footprints marked beneath the dirt
[02:33.916]Guarda recuerdos
[02:37.149]We'd pick fruit from the lemon trees
[02:40.528]Or cut off the branches set fire to the earth
[02:45.850]If you would've told me it'd be the last time
[02:51.802]I'd have carried it's worth
[02:54.133]Oh, sooner or later the colors start fading
[02:58.367]I hate that they're slipping away with each night
[03:03.046]Telling dad's jokes but the punchline keeps changing
[03:07.233]I'm scared of the day that they're gone from our minds
[03:11.655]Buried in the field under the marigolds
[03:16.799]La flor de la vida
[03:20.225]Lie our footprints marked beneath the dirt
[03:25.366]Guarda recuerdos
[03:28.746]We'd pick fruit from the lemon trees
[03:32.032]Or cut off the branches set fire to the earth
[03:37.507]If you would've told me it'd be the last time
[03:43.406]I'd have carried it's worth