Passing Afternoon - Iron & Wine
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[00:00.000] 作词 : Sam Beam
[00:00.036] 作曲 : Sam Beam
[00:00.73]There are times that walk from you
[00:04.74]like some passing afternoon
[00:10.16]Summer warmed the open window of her honeymoon
[00:18.91]And she chose a yard to burn
[00:23.90]but the ground remembers her
[00:28.93]Wooden spoons, her children stir her Bougainvillea blooms
[00:38.07]There are things that drift away
[00:42.54]like our endless, numbered days
[00:48.57]Autumn blew the quilt right off the perfect bed she made
[00:56.81]And she's chosen to believe
[01:03.60]in the hymns her mother sings
[01:07.02]Sunday pulls its children from their piles of fallen leaves
[01:15.87]There are sailing ships that pass
[01:20.53]all our bodies in the grass
[01:25.24]Springtime calls her children until she lets them go at last
[01:34.60]And she's chosen where to be
[01:38.87]though she's lost her wedding ring
[01:44.92]Somewhere near her misplaced jar of Bougainvillea seeds
[01:53.78]There are things we can't recall
[01:56.96]Blind as night that finds us all
[02:03.42]Winter tucks her children in her fragile china dolls
[02:12.09]But my hands remember hers
[02:16.61]rolling around the shaded ferns
[02:22.32]Naked arms, her secrets still like songs I'd never learned
[02:31.20]There are names across the sea
[02:34.93]only now I do believe
[02:40.22]Sometimes, with the window closed, she'll sit and think of me
[02:49.72]But she'll mend his tattered clothes
[02:54.79]and they'll kiss as if they know
[03:00.33]A baby sleeps in all our bones, so scared to be alone
[03:16.00]
[00:00.036] 作曲 : Sam Beam
[00:00.73]There are times that walk from you
[00:04.74]like some passing afternoon
[00:10.16]Summer warmed the open window of her honeymoon
[00:18.91]And she chose a yard to burn
[00:23.90]but the ground remembers her
[00:28.93]Wooden spoons, her children stir her Bougainvillea blooms
[00:38.07]There are things that drift away
[00:42.54]like our endless, numbered days
[00:48.57]Autumn blew the quilt right off the perfect bed she made
[00:56.81]And she's chosen to believe
[01:03.60]in the hymns her mother sings
[01:07.02]Sunday pulls its children from their piles of fallen leaves
[01:15.87]There are sailing ships that pass
[01:20.53]all our bodies in the grass
[01:25.24]Springtime calls her children until she lets them go at last
[01:34.60]And she's chosen where to be
[01:38.87]though she's lost her wedding ring
[01:44.92]Somewhere near her misplaced jar of Bougainvillea seeds
[01:53.78]There are things we can't recall
[01:56.96]Blind as night that finds us all
[02:03.42]Winter tucks her children in her fragile china dolls
[02:12.09]But my hands remember hers
[02:16.61]rolling around the shaded ferns
[02:22.32]Naked arms, her secrets still like songs I'd never learned
[02:31.20]There are names across the sea
[02:34.93]only now I do believe
[02:40.22]Sometimes, with the window closed, she'll sit and think of me
[02:49.72]But she'll mend his tattered clothes
[02:54.79]and they'll kiss as if they know
[03:00.33]A baby sleeps in all our bones, so scared to be alone
[03:16.00]
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