歌词
歌曲名 Strange Season 歌手名 Michael Penn
作词:Michael Penn
作曲:Michael Penn
This story is past tense
And I did not want my cover blown
Thought well enough was left alone
And who decided you'd rescue me
Yeah I do agree
A bent and broken set are we
Up in a tree we're stuck
And the only lights off the wire
Are all the moths in the fire
Can't you feel how the air is getting dry
Try but can't identify
What you start to think
My baby won't come out at night
They took apart the angel's flight
For this
Strange season
Did you feel it change from cold to hot
With fever you will have about
And all you do is talk about
The meaning of the walkabout
There I go again
A taste of my own medicine
So shake your head and look around
The leaves don't fall
There's still no sound
To this
Strange season
Then I start to think
I've seen it through
I saw the sights
They disassembled angel's flight
With this
Strange season
Do you want to know that
It comes down to this
Do you want to hear that
Ignorance is bliss
Ignorance is bliss
Ignorance is bliss
Ignorance is bliss
Ignorance is bliss
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