No More Shelter-Joan Shelley

[ti:No More Shelter] [ar:Joan Shelley] [al:Over and Even] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]No More Shelter (没有更多的避难所) - Joan Shelley [00:06.02]Pull up the horses [00:07.58] [00:08.42]And carry me back behind the lines [00:11.82] [00:16.92]Back to the water [00:18.54] [00:19.64]Back with the gardens and the vines [00:23.45] [00:27.55]Where two hands of ashen gold [00:30.95] [00:33.24]Chase down my fever [00:35.79]And wash me with soap [00:38.03] [00:40.08]When half of us were losing [00:42.15] [00:42.82]And half of us were wrong [00:44.89] [00:46.72]A rose you planted [00:48.71] [00:55.62]Leather and rope [00:57.27] [00:58.25]Fire inside the rock [01:01.21] [01:06.23]The heavens open [01:08.49]I am like a child on the spot [01:12.51] [01:16.75]Asking god why'd you come [01:20.34] [01:22.41]Was it all for some glory [01:24.94]Was it all for a song [01:27.34] [01:29.36]And my eyes are still searching [01:31.46] [01:32.00]For a light in the fog [01:34.70] [01:36.58]A sweetheart to sing for me [01:39.80] [01:41.70]I was thrown from the center [01:43.73] [01:44.81]Where I once so bravely spun [01:46.79] [01:47.32]I was pulled through the colors [01:49.32] [01:50.16]Through the colors did I run [01:52.30] [01:53.02]And my eyes were wide and gleaming [01:55.99]Though wind whipped by the storm [01:58.58]There is no more shelter for the broken [02:02.75] [02:49.52]I hear they still track me now [02:51.70] [02:52.44]Dogs try to sniff out my home [02:55.26] [03:00.47]I'll write you in the scars [03:02.24] [03:02.84]Laid in trails by the jets headed home [03:06.73] [03:11.06]How you mold me and move me still [03:14.85] [03:16.97]I'm calling on your memory here alone in my cell [03:21.91] [03:23.94]A time when you fed me a time I was filled [03:28.77] [03:31.12]But one of us must keep from crying [03:34.13] [03:35.97]I was thrown from the center [03:37.93] [03:39.11]Where I once so bravely spun [03:41.04] [03:41.73]I was pulled through the colors [03:43.58] [03:44.73]Through the colors did I run [03:46.72] [03:47.45]And my eyes were wide and gleaming [03:49.72] [03:50.30]Though wind whipped by the storm [03:52.93]There is no more shelter for the broken [03:56.66] [03:58.50]There is no more shelter for the broken