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Eternal Return - King Gizzard & The Lizard Wizard.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作词 : Stu Mackenzie/Ambrose Kenny-Smith/Michael Cavanagh/Cook Craig/Lucas Harwood/Joseph Walker
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Stu Mackenzie/Ambrose Kenny-Smith/Michael Cavanagh/Cook Craig/Lucas Harwood/Joseph Walker
[00:26.117]This old dog’s coming home to you
[00:31.765]Always return, I'm on a round trip perpetual
[00:37.535]Always revolving, its habitual
[00:43.213]Eternal return
[00:46.084]Eternal return
[00:48.663]It was, half-at-dawn, this morn'
[00:52.709]The raining sky even more
[00:55.284]Your eyes usually are full of life
[00:58.619]Hiding tears not yet cried
[01:01.045]That smile from my child
[01:03.612]As I waved a grave goodbye
[01:06.410]A drippin' wet, a hot dream of future memories
[01:10.076]A life unfolds in front of me
[01:13.035]Worry which reality (reality) she would see
[01:18.516]Did I do it for her, or did I do it for me?
[01:23.442]As I compose myself emotionally
[01:26.609]I have a vision of where she will be
[01:29.933]Pulling petals off a daisy
[01:32.071]Just don’t forget I return eternally
[01:35.309]Eternal (Eternal)
[01:39.473](Return) Return
[01:43.450]Always (Always)
[01:46.470]Always (Always)
[01:49.417]Flying (Flying)
[01:53.089]Eternal return
[01:55.869]Eternal return
[01:59.294]Although I’m in love with the long road (long road)
[02:05.114]Running from my limping shadow back home (back home)
[02:10.983]Sharp green leaves of laurel turn to gold in the Oregon fall
[02:16.180]Crimson rust, rising tide, sparkles in the California sun
[02:22.325]But I must admit I miss the sweet smell of gum leaves
[02:28.274]And the unpredictable, ever-changing, ever-seasonally
[02:35.122]We had our life on lock
[02:37.084]Oh yes we did (yes we did)
[02:40.117]There’s more to it now than just living
[02:42.260]‘Cuz there’s so much more to miss
[02:45.868]But now that you’re here
[02:47.809]It’s harder and less clear
[02:51.476]But I guess distance needs a yardstick for real love to hit
[02:57.120]Which way is the right way down the yellow brick road of life
[03:02.934]I’m tossing and turning between my time with a scarecrow and my tin man wife (wife)
[03:08.673]There’s a monkey on my back and he’s telling me this ain’t a bushwack (wack)
[03:14.465]Everywhere looks the same when you’re looking through a magnifying glass in a small man’s world
[03:20.866]But as your face is changing, I have to turn my back
[03:27.111]Please don’t judge me for the sacrifice I make
[03:32.919]****, I miss the smell hidden in your clothing
[03:38.806]I tell myself don't worry because I’ll be coming back
[04:06.941]This old dog’s coming home to you
[04:18.829]Always return, I'm on a round trip perpetual
文本歌词
作词 : Stu Mackenzie/Ambrose Kenny-Smith/Michael Cavanagh/Cook Craig/Lucas Harwood/Joseph Walker
作曲 : Stu Mackenzie/Ambrose Kenny-Smith/Michael Cavanagh/Cook Craig/Lucas Harwood/Joseph Walker
This old dog’s coming home to you
Always return, I'm on a round trip perpetual
Always revolving, its habitual
Eternal return
Eternal return
It was, half-at-dawn, this morn'
The raining sky even more
Your eyes usually are full of life
Hiding tears not yet cried
That smile from my child
As I waved a grave goodbye
A drippin' wet, a hot dream of future memories
A life unfolds in front of me
Worry which reality (reality) she would see
Did I do it for her, or did I do it for me?
As I compose myself emotionally
I have a vision of where she will be
Pulling petals off a daisy
Just don’t forget I return eternally
Eternal (Eternal)
(Return) Return
Always (Always)
Always (Always)
Flying (Flying)
Eternal return
Eternal return
Although I’m in love with the long road (long road)
Running from my limping shadow back home (back home)
Sharp green leaves of laurel turn to gold in the Oregon fall
Crimson rust, rising tide, sparkles in the California sun
But I must admit I miss the sweet smell of gum leaves
And the unpredictable, ever-changing, ever-seasonally
We had our life on lock
Oh yes we did (yes we did)
There’s more to it now than just living
‘Cuz there’s so much more to miss
But now that you’re here
It’s harder and less clear
But I guess distance needs a yardstick for real love to hit
Which way is the right way down the yellow brick road of life
I’m tossing and turning between my time with a scarecrow and my tin man wife (wife)
There’s a monkey on my back and he’s telling me this ain’t a bushwack (wack)
Everywhere looks the same when you’re looking through a magnifying glass in a small man’s world
But as your face is changing, I have to turn my back
Please don’t judge me for the sacrifice I make
****, I miss the smell hidden in your clothing
I tell myself don't worry because I’ll be coming back
This old dog’s coming home to you
Always return, I'm on a round trip perpetual