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作曲 : Bill Frisell

Midlake- Roscoe

抬头不见天编辑

Stonecutters made them from stones

Chosen specially for you and I

Who will live inside

The mountaineers gathered tender

Piled high

In which to take along.

Driving many miles, knowing they'd get here.

When they got here, all exhausted

On the roof leaks they got started

And now when the rain comes

We can be thankful

Ooh aah ooh

When the mountaineers

Saw that everything fit, they were

Glad and so they took off

Thought we were devoid

A change or two

Around this place

When they get back they're all mixed up with no one to stay with

The village used to be all one really needs

That's filled with hundreds and hundreds of

Chemicals that mostly surround you

You wish to flee but it's not like you

So listen to me, listen to me

Oh, oh, oh and when the morning comes,

We will step outside

We will not find another man inside

We like the newness, the newness of all

That has grown in our garden soaking for so long

Whenever I was a child I wondered what if my name had changed into something more productive like Roscoe

Been born in 1891

Waiting with my Aunt Rosaline

Thought we were devoid

A change or two

Around this place

When they get back they're all mixed up with no one to stay with

1891

They looked around the forest

They made their house from cedars

They made their house from stones

Oh, they're a little like you, and

They're a little like me

When they're falling me

Thought we were devoid

A change or two

Around this place

(This place)

(This place)

When they get back they're all mixed up with no one to stay with

(When they get back they're all mixed up with no one to stay with)