Sax Rohmer #1

Sax Rohmer #1

歌手:The Mountain Goats

所属专辑:Heretic Pride

发行时间:2008-02-17

发行公司:贝格唱片公司

  • 文本歌词
  • LRC歌词
  • Fog lifts from the harbor, dawn goes down to day
  • An agent crests the shadows of a nearby alleyway
  • Piles of broken bricks, signposts on the path
  • Every moments points toward the aftermath
  • Sailors straggle back from their nights out on the town
  • Hopeless urchins from the city gather around
  • Spies from imperial China wash in with the tide
  • Every battle heads toward surrender on both sides
  • And I am coming home to you
  • With my own blood in my mouth
  • And I coming home to you
  • If it's the last thing that I do
  • Bells ring in the tower, wolves howl in the hills
  • Chalk marks show up on a few high windowsills
  • And a rabbit gives up somewhere and a dozen hawks descend
  • Every moment leads toward its own sad end
  • Ships loosed from their moorings capsize and then they're gone
  • Sailors with no captains watch a while and then move on
  • And an agent crests the shadows and I head in her direction
  • All roads lead toward the same blocked intersection
  • I am coming home to you
  • With my own blood in my mouth
  • And I am coming home to you
  • If it's the last thing that I do
  • Fog lifts from the harbor, dawn goes down to day
  • An agent crests the shadows of a nearby alleyway
  • Piles of broken bricks, signposts on the path
  • Every moments points toward the aftermath
  • Sailors straggle back from their nights out on the town
  • Hopeless urchins from the city gather around
  • Spies from imperial China wash in with the tide
  • Every battle heads toward surrender on both sides
  • And I am coming home to you
  • With my own blood in my mouth
  • And I coming home to you
  • If it's the last thing that I do
  • Bells ring in the tower, wolves howl in the hills
  • Chalk marks show up on a few high windowsills
  • And a rabbit gives up somewhere and a dozen hawks descend
  • Every moment leads toward its own sad end
  • Ships loosed from their moorings capsize and then they're gone
  • Sailors with no captains watch a while and then move on
  • And an agent crests the shadows and I head in her direction
  • All roads lead toward the same blocked intersection
  • I am coming home to you
  • With my own blood in my mouth
  • And I am coming home to you
  • If it's the last thing that I do