笨小笨Sound That No One Made / Doomscroller Sunrise (Live at EastWest Studios)歌词由Dawes演唱，出自专辑《Misadventures Of Doomscroller (Deluxe)》，下面是《Sound That No One Made / Doomscroller Sunrise (Live at EastWest Studios)》完整版歌词！
Sound That No One Made / Doomscroller Sunrise (Live at EastWest Studios)歌词完整版
Sound That No One Made / Doomscroller Sunrise (Live at EastWest Studios) - Dawes
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Lyrics by：Taylor Goldsmith
Composed by：Taylor Goldsmith
The morning fog descends upon
晨雾笼罩着
The late night's cheapest thrills
深夜时分最廉价的刺激
The most committed socialites
最忠诚的社会名流
See the sunrise in the hills
在山里看日出
Mistakes are slowly realized
错误是慢慢意识到的
Memories distilled
记忆被升华
And the static starts to fade
心中的不安渐渐消失
From the laughter of a maniac
来自疯子的笑声
To a songbird's melody
伴着燕雀的旋律
From the howling of the sirens
警笛呼啸而过
To the swaying of the trees
随着树木的摇曳
It fuses all together to
融合在一起
Find that perfect frequency
找到完美的频率
And then forever ricochets
然后永远反弹
Into a sound that no one made
变成无人发出的声音
I look up to see you slowing
我抬头看见你放慢脚步
Down while signaling a right
情绪低落同时发出一个正确的信号
The older man behind us now
我们身后的前辈
Is flashing you his brights
让你见识一下他的厉害
We both seem so distracted
我们似乎都心不在焉
By this growing appetite
胃口越来越大
To punish and persuade
惩罚和说服
The silent conversation gets
沉默的交谈
Directed toward the view
瞄准眼前的风景
The cursive in the branches
树枝上的狂草
Describes the avenue
描述这条街道
The words like I am sorry
我说的是对不起
And I'm still in love with you
我依然爱着你
Become a debt that won't get paid
变成一笔无法偿还的债
Just sound that no one made
就像无人创作的音乐
How you're moving down the window
你在窗边徘徊
To the city's radiation
这座城市散发着耀眼的光芒
The connected dream's still
那个梦依然
Dancing through the sky
在天空中翩翩起舞
I just need someone who will
我只需要一个愿意
Listen to this strange and dark existence
聆听这陌生又黑暗的存在
Or the consolation of knowing
亦或是一种安慰
That you'll try
你会尝试
As we pull off of the freeway
当我们驶出高速公路
A hospital appears
一家医院出现
I see a man up in the window
我看见一个男人站在窗边
On the back end of his years
在他的晚年
And I imagine him there dying
我想象着他在那里死去
With that ringin' in the ears
那声音在耳边响起
That we all end up with someday
总有一天我们会拥有
There's massage in the symptom
这是一种折磨
A morbid sort of sign
一种病态的征兆
The ominous reminder of the
不祥地提醒着
Body's slow decline
身体慢慢衰弱
As constant as a heartbeat
就像心跳一样永恒不变
But stronger over time
但随着时间的流逝愈发强烈
While the rest of us decays
而我们都在慢慢腐烂
Listening to a sound that no one made
聆听着无人发出的声音
