[00:00.000] 作曲 : Kevin L Barnes
[00:30.20]The language of the frost lobs dead balloons
[00:33.15]Over ruins today
[00:36.57]In view of wan wordless crowds that chase waifs
[00:40.07]To spires with fiery plumes
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[00:45.58]And incite the firmament's portrait of a drowning
[00:48.21]In Styx that gives impotents kicks
[00:52.85]Boredom murders the heart of our age
[00:55.79]While sanguinary creeps take the stage
[01:00.20]Boredom strangles the life from the printed page
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[01:07.50]Masking vapor trails from Mercury for a killer on Umbria
[01:14.12]Who crippled birch mares now briars replace
[01:17.13]Their old cotton limbs
[01:19.31]Who will tell I mean would it make a difference
[01:24.32]Look metal flower-petal tears
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[01:27.79]Do not even appear in the myopic mirror
[01:33.53]Boredom murders the heart of our age
[01:36.80]While sanguinary creeps take the stage
[01:41.04]Boredom strangles the life from the printed page
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[01:59.50]The moon was sagging in the sky
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[02:03.02]As I held her face to mine
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[02:06.68]All our thoughts were coming
[02:07.83]In so clear beyond the myopic mirror
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[02:14.02]We were darting from the place
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[02:18.01]Where we just couldn't fit
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[02:21.45]Far away from all the violence
[02:24.60]Safely flying in our own orbit
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[02:36.13]Why do I always have to tell you
[02:40.31]-- forget about the prescient signs
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[02:44.21]Forget about the life we knew
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[02:47.54]May we never be stripped of anything we love
[02:51.19]May we grow so gentle never go mental
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[03:08.39]May we never go go mental may we always stay
[03:13.32]Stay gentle
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[03:15.68]May we never go go mental may we always stay
[03:20.89]Stay gentle
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[03:23.05]May we never go go mental may we always stay
[03:28.16] stay gentle
[03:30.51]May we never go go mental may we always stay
[03:35.26]Stay gentle
[03:40.79]Gentle
[03:44.09]Gentle
[03:48.50]Boredom murders the heart of our age
[03:51.65]While sanguinary creeps take the stage
[03:55.88]Boredom strangles the life from the printed page
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[04:01.72]What was my number What was my number I don't care