Slate歌词由Timothy Patrick Hinkle演唱,出自专辑《Appeals to the Ice》,下面是《Slate》完整版歌词!
Slate歌词完整版
Everyday the sun returns
with more for me to do
He won’t listen when I say
I’d rather stay in bed with you
He’s always here when the sky is clear,
which leaves the clear sky blue
I know how the sky is feeling,
I’ve been feeling that way too
So I pray—
let my dark clouds roll in today
when tears can flow they’ll wash away
sorrow chalked on my slate of grey
Everyday the air’s dry fingers
grope at my bare skin
She knows it’s too hot in my blankets;
she grins her salacious grin
She knows the stars were watching,
when they fade she will begin
And I have no way to escape her,
while I breathe I’ll never win
So I pray—
let my dark clouds roll in today
when tears can flow they’ll wash away
sorrow chalked on my slate of grey
Please don’t dig for a silver lining
When grey through the sky is blown
Leave off mining for more shining
The sky and I will cry alone
Everyday the ache inside
expands to fill the space
Burnt in by sun, clawed out by air—
living will life erase
Kindly obscured by dark clouds,
my composure I’ll unlace
And let a small measure of sorrow
leak away out of my face
And I pray—
let my dark clouds roll in today
when tears can flow they’ll wash away
sorrow chalked on my slate of grey
So I pray—
let my dark clouds roll in today
when tears can flow they’ll wash away
sorrow chalked on my slate of grey