Finn Brothers

[ti:Where is My Soul] [ar:尚雯婕] [al:in/内核] [00:00.00]Where is my soul 灵魂的去向 [00:05.31]Words & Music by SHANG Wen Jie [00:07.73] [00:10.09]曲:尚雯婕 詞:尚雯婕 [00:12.32] [00:20.09]They saw me around 他们看见我 [00:24.75]Playing and happy 玩耍着,嬉笑着 [00:29.48]They saw

I know that it's you behind Everything that I do And I wouldn't try to hide Who I am from you It's all me That you see I was ready for another try But I needed you to set me free Must be the luckiest man alive Man finds love in his life He's the luck

It's a slow parade Down a dusty road We've learned to take abuse From devils we don't know People who have lost all heart Look for someone else to blame You just keep on walking When they call you a dirty name All the mud in this town All the dirt in

Day Has begun And I stumble To the front There's no Real control Of a random Event And I will take my chances 'Cos anything can happen I don't believe it's over 'Cos anything can happen I could never Give it up I could never relent And I can't Wait t

Over these green hills Blue electric light Always in my blood Forever in my eyes Black window space A basket made of flax Broken mirror view Let your eyes relax Mist On my glass Watch it all Come to pass Once again We'll breathe in the view It's part

Has she fallen from the sky So heavy of heart The sigh was on her tongue The grief was in her arms She will suffer never I mean her no harm She'll come slowly rising On the air Lift her weightless On the air, on the air And the silence was enough To

Everybody wants the same thing Everybody wants the same thing To see another birthday Look at all the pretty numbers Look at all the pretty numbers Scattered on the calendars I can see my reflection I can see my reflection In the shop window Who owns

If you call me up, I'll say a few words But I'll try not to speak too long Please to be kind and I'll try to explain I'll probably get it all wrong What does it mean when you promise someone That no matter how hard or whatever may come It means that

At the shopping mall I'm surrounded by a parking lot Walking down the aisle I was thinking about what I had lost On a Sunday morning My hometown is feeling strange to me In the stadium Dark forces are gathering Homesick For the people that I live wit

there'a a wild thing in the woolshed and it's keeping me awake at night a devil in the closet and a feeling I'd prefer to hide he is religion he won't hear me when I cry for help he has a vision of me but I am somebody else We talk the pillow there a