笨小笨Full Moon， Fallow Heart歌词由The Wynntown Marshals演唱，出自专辑《Big Ideas》，下面是《Full Moon， Fallow Heart》完整版歌词！
Full Moon， Fallow Heart歌词完整版
Nothing in our life is ever perfect
Really think I like things that way
You always take the path
Of most resistance
Instead of following
The well-trodden way
Life can be so hard
When you're not looking
The lenses are scratched now
And we are contained
Pages turned, lit by torches burning
Until only platitudes remain
My head is a burned-
Out car on a country road
My heart the freight train
Carrying a heavy load
Disrupting this rural idyll
Interrupting the candlelit vigil
This is life it's perfect I suppose
Full moon, fallow heart
Won't you wake me
When it gets to the good part
Wherever we're headed
Feels like home
Full moon, fallow heart
Won't you wake me
'Cos it feels like a false start
This life is perfect I suppose
What would it be like
O be a pupil of Pollard?
Turn up uninvited
At the pearly gates
Let's chronologically
Arrange our failures
Remember with fondness
Our greatest mistakes
My head is a burned-
Out car on a country road
My heart the freight train
Carrying a heavy load
Disrupting this rural idyll
Interrupting the candlelit vigil
This is life it's less than perfect I suppose
Nothing in the world is ever perfect
Really think I like things that way
