Nick Cave The Beach歌词

[ti:]Moving [ar:]Supergrass [al:] [00:01.69]Moving just keep moving [00:08.33]'til I don't know what I'm saying [00:20.84]I've been moving so long [00:25.96]The days all feel the same [00:36.65]Moving just keep moving [00:43.36]Well I don't know why

A Red Right Hand 有一只红色的右手 [歌词] Take a litle walk to the edge of town Go across the tracks Where the viaduct looms, like a bird of doom As it shifts and cracks Where secrets lie in the border fires, in the humming wires Hey man, you know you're never

I've searched the holy books I tried to unravel the mystery of Jesus Christ, the saviour I've read the poets and the analysts Searched through the books on human behaviour I travelled this world around For an answer that refused to be found I don't k

They call me The Wild Rose But my name was Elisa Day Why they call me it I do not know For my name was Elisa Day From the first day I saw her I knew she was the one She stared in my eyes and smiled For her lips were the colour of the roses That grew

It all began when they took me from my home And put me on Death Row, a crime for which I am totally innocent, you know. I began to warm and chill To objects and their fields, A ragged cup, a twisted mop The face of Jesus in my soup Those sinister din

「The Rider Song」 Nick Cave 'When?' said the moon to the stars in the sky 'Soon' said the wind that followed them all 'Who?' said the cloud that started to cry 'Me' said the rider as dry as a bone 'How?' said the sun that melted the ground and 'Why?'

There is a town in north ontario And i take comfort from memories there And in my mind i still need a place to go All my best changes were there Blue, blue windows behind the stars Yellow moon on the rise Big birds flying across the sky Throwing shad

Come sail your ships around me And burn your bridges down We make a little history, baby Every time you come around Come loose your dogs upon me And let your hair hang down You are a little mystery to me Every time you come around We talk about it al

There's a devil waiting outside your door (How much longer?) There's a devil waiting outside your door It is bucking and braying and pawing at the floor And he's howling with pain and crawling up the walls There's a devil waiting outside your door He