Sylvan Weekends - Stables.lrc

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[00:00.00] 作词 : Matthew James Lowe
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Matthew James Lowe
[00:17.49]Set aside a sofa lull and cityscape, we were lost in a different place, palatine's and thief's can lead the way.
[00:31.35]Pack some wine, a rug and a magazine, sandwiches and a SodaStream, and know Monday can wait till we get clean.
[00:44.19]Everything was open, easy, I had my reasons, Sylvan Weekends.
[01:01.38]Count up all the things that we could have had, I was left in a body bag, each of us can choose which way to leave.
[01:14.64]We were last awake till the end of night, woke up (first) to a pillow fight, morning knocked me off my broken feet.
[01:27.54]Everything was open, easy, I had my reasons, Sylvan Weekends.
[01:40.98]Everything was tilting, leaning, we had our season, Sylvan weekends.
[01:54.30]All along the woods, through the wind, I hear the wolfpack sing.
[02:01.68]Howling in the trees, I would see what I thought was the end.
[02:07.47]Never had a warning sign feel like a greeting from a friend.
[02:14.01]I was never going to give you up, I was never going to give you up, I found my feet.
[02:37.62]Everything was open, easy, I had my reasons, Sylvan Weekends.
[02:50.97]Everything was tilting, leaning, we had our season, Sylvan weekends.

文本歌词

作词 : Matthew James Lowe
作曲 : Matthew James Lowe
Set aside a sofa lull and cityscape, we were lost in a different place, palatine's and thief's can lead the way.
Pack some wine, a rug and a magazine, sandwiches and a SodaStream, and know Monday can wait till we get clean.
Everything was open, easy, I had my reasons, Sylvan Weekends.
Count up all the things that we could have had, I was left in a body bag, each of us can choose which way to leave.
We were last awake till the end of night, woke up (first) to a pillow fight, morning knocked me off my broken feet.
Everything was open, easy, I had my reasons, Sylvan Weekends.
Everything was tilting, leaning, we had our season, Sylvan weekends.
All along the woods, through the wind, I hear the wolfpack sing.
Howling in the trees, I would see what I thought was the end.
Never had a warning sign feel like a greeting from a friend.
I was never going to give you up, I was never going to give you up, I found my feet.
Everything was open, easy, I had my reasons, Sylvan Weekends.
Everything was tilting, leaning, we had our season, Sylvan weekends.