Spire歌词由Pennan Brae演唱,出自专辑《Spire》,下面是《Spire》完整版歌词!
Spire歌词完整版
Cut again
On the mend
Self-defend
My loose end
Cast aside
Chance denied
Hands are tied
Lost my stride
Then you come and try to rub it in
Spear my crumpled rumpled suit of tin
Jab my heart and as you pierce my skin
Bright lights fading dim
I’m on fire
Won’t expire
So inspired
Sound the choir
Stagger around
Haggard unwound
I’m coming
Badgered and downed
Tattered and crowned
I’m running
Rung dry and worn
Hung out and torn
I crush in
Banished and scorned
Torched and forlorn
I rush in
Been cast out
Lost my clout
Amidst a drought
Full of doubt
Been forbade
Shorn a grade
Feeling played
In the shade
Then you come pour salt into my wounds
Read my rights a messenger of doom
Radar sweep the horizon what looms
Never mind resume
Going higher
Won’t misfire
I inquire
Crown the spire
Banished and churned
Grasping the stern
I’m thrashing
Singed hot and burned
Tarnished and spurned
I’m dashing
Took a wrong turn
Try to discern
I’m caching
Feigning concern
Meeting adjourned
I’m stashing
Then you come kick dirt into my face
Adjudicate an open-shut case
Navigate what lingers out in space
Turnabout and face
Fever dire
Won’t retire
I aspire
The high wire