(Brooker / Fisher / Reid)
I'm sore in need of saving grace.
Be kind and humour me
And grief and laughter, strange but true
Although they die, they seldom cry
An ode by any other name
I know might read more sweet
Perhaps the sun will never shine upon my field of wheat
But still in closing, let me say for those too sick, too sick to see though nothing shows, yes, someone knows
I wish that one was me
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:14.43](Brooker / Fisher / Reid)
[00:25.77]I'm sore in need of saving grace.
[00:32.04]Be kind and humour me
[00:45.60]And grief and laughter, strange but true
[00:55.80]Although they die, they seldom cry
[01:05.70]An ode by any other name
[01:11.04]I know might read more sweet
[01:16.35]Perhaps the sun will never shine upon my field of wheat
[01:27.00]But still in closing, let me say for those too sick, too sick to see though nothing shows, yes, someone knows
[01:45.27]I wish that one was me
(Brooker / Fisher / Reid)
I'm sore in need of saving grace.
Be kind and humour me
And grief and laughter, strange but true
Although they die, they seldom cry
An ode by any other name
I know might read more sweet
Perhaps the sun will never shine upon my field of wheat
But still in closing, let me say for those too sick, too sick to see though nothing shows, yes, someone knows
I wish that one was me
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:14.43](Brooker / Fisher / Reid)
[00:25.77]I'm sore in need of saving grace.
[00:32.04]Be kind and humour me
[00:45.60]And grief and laughter, strange but true
[00:55.80]Although they die, they seldom cry
[01:05.70]An ode by any other name
[01:11.04]I know might read more sweet
[01:16.35]Perhaps the sun will never shine upon my field of wheat
[01:27.00]But still in closing, let me say for those too sick, too sick to see though nothing shows, yes, someone knows
[01:45.27]I wish that one was me
(brooker / reid)
While standing at the junction on 42nd street
I idly kick a pebble lying near my feet
I hear a weird noise, take a look up and down
T...
Simple Sister
Have to burn her toys
Take her treats
Eat her sweets
Scare off all the boys
Simple Sister
Have to put her out
Wear her clothes
Steal her...
In the wee small hours of sixpence
And the lighted chandelier
Stands a rusty old retainer
Whose old eyes are filled with tears
For his master, Good Si...
We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels cross the floor
I was feeling kind of seasick
The crowd called out for more
The room was humming harde...
The night surrounds me
I can't turn back the hands of time
When I look around me
My thoughts are of the lonely kind
Such a game of high stakes
We gamb...
(brooker / reid)
Skip softly, my moonbeams, avoid being seen
Pretend that perhaps you are part of a dream
Which (seen by some other such person as me)...
We've seen it before
The high flying act
Is it manic delusion
Or a statement of fact
That hot fevered brow
Them bright shining eyes
The hand on the he...