Frozen into coats,
White girls of the North,
Filed past one, five and one
They are the fabled lambs,
A Sunday ham,
The ancient snow.
And they could float above the grass,
In circles if they tried,
A latent power I'm known to hide,
That a girl like I could ever try,
Could ever try.
So we just skirt the hallway signs,
A phantom and a fly,
Follow the lines and wonder why
There's no connection.
And weakened falling eyes,
In cheap shots from the tribe,
And we're often in Marcus’ porch again,
Another afternoon with the gold head tunes,
And pilfered booze.
We wandered through the mama's house,
And the milk from the window lights,
Family portrait circa ninety-five,
This is that foreign land,
And it all feels fine,
Beats circus slime,
So, when they tap our mundane heads,
To zombie-walk in our stead,
This town seems hardly worth our time,
And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme,
Too far along in our climb,
Stepping over what now towers to the sky,
With no connection.
Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
So, when they tap our sunday heads,
To zombie-walk in our stead,
This town seems hardly worth our time,
And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme,
Too far along in our climb,
Stepping over what now towers to the sky,
With no connection.
Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:50.82] Frozen into coats,
[00:51.33] White girls of the North,
[00:51.81] Filed past one, five and one
[00:56.76] They are the fabled lambs,
[00:57.84] A Sunday ham,
[00:58.92] The ancient snow.
[01:02.34] And they could float above the grass,
[01:06.60] In circles if they tried,
[01:09.99] A latent power I'm known to hide,
[01:19.68] That a girl like I could ever try,
[01:25.80] Could ever try.
[01:26.40] So we just skirt the hallway signs,
[01:35.37] A phantom and a fly,
[01:36.69] Follow the lines and wonder why
[01:45.00] There's no connection.
[01:49.86] And weakened falling eyes,
[01:50.34] In cheap shots from the tribe,
[01:55.17] And we're often in Marcus’ porch again,
[02:01.77] Another afternoon with the gold head tunes,
[02:05.58] And pilfered booze.
[02:08.85] We wandered through the mama's house,
[02:12.75] And the milk from the window lights,
[02:14.34] Family portrait circa ninety-five,
[02:21.45] This is that foreign land,
[02:30.36] And it all feels fine,
[02:30.78] Beats circus slime,
[02:39.84] So, when they tap our mundane heads,
[02:40.50] To zombie-walk in our stead,
[02:46.11] This town seems hardly worth our time,
[02:47.10] And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme,
[02:56.31] Too far along in our climb,
[02:59.10] Stepping over what now towers to the sky,
[03:06.27] With no connection.
[03:07.14] Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
[03:07.41] Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
[03:07.68] Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
[03:07.95] Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
[03:08.22] So, when they tap our sunday heads,
[03:08.85] To zombie-walk in our stead,
[03:52.50] This town seems hardly worth our time,
[03:59.97] And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme,
[04:02.73] Too far along in our climb,
[04:05.49] Stepping over what now towers to the sky,
[04:12.81] With no connection.
[05:45.96] Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
[05:46.23] Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
[05:46.50] Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
[05:46.77] Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
[05:47.04] Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
[05:47.31] Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
📝 纯歌词版本
Frozen into coats,
White girls of the North,
Filed past one, five and one
They are the fabled lambs,
A Sunday ham,
The ancient snow.
And they could float above the grass,
In circles if they tried,
A latent power I'm known to hide,
That a girl like I could ever try,
Could ever try.
So we just skirt the hallway signs,
A phantom and a fly,
Follow the lines and wonder why
There's no connection.
And weakened falling eyes,
In cheap shots from the tribe,
And we're often in Marcus’ porch again,
Another afternoon with the gold head tunes,
And pilfered booze.
We wandered through the mama's house,
And the milk from the window lights,
Family portrait circa ninety-five,
This is that foreign land,
And it all feels fine,
Beats circus slime,
So, when they tap our mundane heads,
To zombie-walk in our stead,
This town seems hardly worth our time,
And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme,
Too far along in our climb,
Stepping over what now towers to the sky,
With no connection.
Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
So, when they tap our sunday heads,
To zombie-walk in our stead,
This town seems hardly worth our time,
And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme,
Too far along in our climb,
Stepping over what now towers to the sky,
With no connection.
Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:50.82] Frozen into coats,
[00:51.33] White girls of the North,
[00:51.81] Filed past one, five and one
[00:56.76] They are the fabled lambs,
[00:57.84] A Sunday ham,
[00:58.92] The ancient snow.
[01:02.34] And they could float above the grass,
[01:06.60] In circles if they tried,
[01:09.99] A latent power I'm known to hide,
[01:19.68] That a girl like I could ever try,
[01:25.80] Could ever try.
[01:26.40] So we just skirt the hallway signs,
[01:35.37] A phantom and a fly,
[01:36.69] Follow the lines and wonder why
[01:45.00] There's no connection.
[01:49.86] And weakened falling eyes,
[01:50.34] In cheap shots from the tribe,
[01:55.17] And we're often in Marcus’ porch again,
[02:01.77] Another afternoon with the gold head tunes,
[02:05.58] And pilfered booze.
[02:08.85] We wandered through the mama's house,
[02:12.75] And the milk from the window lights,
[02:14.34] Family portrait circa ninety-five,
[02:21.45] This is that foreign land,
[02:30.36] And it all feels fine,
[02:30.78] Beats circus slime,
[02:39.84] So, when they tap our mundane heads,
[02:40.50] To zombie-walk in our stead,
[02:46.11] This town seems hardly worth our time,
[02:47.10] And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme,
[02:56.31] Too far along in our climb,
[02:59.10] Stepping over what now towers to the sky,
[03:06.27] With no connection.
[03:07.14] Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
[03:07.41] Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
[03:07.68] Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
[03:07.95] Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
[03:08.22] So, when they tap our sunday heads,
[03:08.85] To zombie-walk in our stead,
[03:52.50] This town seems hardly worth our time,
[03:59.97] And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme,
[04:02.73] Too far along in our climb,
[04:05.49] Stepping over what now towers to the sky,
[04:12.81] With no connection.
[05:45.96] Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
[05:46.23] Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
[05:46.50] Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
[05:46.77] Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
[05:47.04] Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
[05:47.31] Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
I think I'll go home and mull this over
Before I cram it down my throat
At long last it's crashed this colossal mass
Has broken up into bits in my mo...
One wound up punch of intuition
Lays flat my whole take on us
You're the girl on the wing of a barnstormer
The tidal rabbit who came of age before her...
Gold teeth and a curse for this town were all in my mouth.
Only, i don't know how they got out, dear.
Turn me back into the pet that i was when we met...
Foals in winter coats
White girls of the North
File past one, five and one
They are the fabled lambs
Of Sunday ham
The E.H.S. norm
And they can float ...
Into this strange elastic world
Pontus kindly gave up a pearl
Of his eternal stone and mud
And ain't she lovely bone and blood
Born of the sea
A thou...
The Shins
Miscellaneous
Phantom Limb
Foals in Winter coats,
White girls of the North,
File past one, five and one,
They are the fabled lambs,
of Sunda...
Called to see if your back
Was still aligned and your sheets
Were growing grass all on the corners of your bed
But you've got too much to wear on your...
I finally had all my ducks in a row,
peace and quiet, the means of subtraction.
And how she got in, I'm not sure that I know.
Well, god in my heart is...