Wastelands-Suede

[ti:Wastelands] [ar:Suede] [al:The Blue Hour] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Wastelands - Suede (山羊皮乐队) [00:06.21]Composed by：Richard Oakes/Brett Anderson [00:12.42]Produced by：Alan Moulder [00:18.64]I watch you drift away [00:23.43]Around the room in that dress [00:27.05]The jewels on your bracelets [00:31.86]I've seen their best [00:35.34]I watch the sweat fall [00:39.57]Against your clothes [00:44.49]I've seen the look on the faces [00:48.79]I think they know [00:52.54]That the clock is ticking away [00:56.55]And the wind is calling us [01:00.69]And the pleasantries will chain us [01:05.80]No more [01:09.42]When it all is much too much [01:13.66]We'll run to the wastelands [01:17.74]Where the snow is all there is [01:22.19]And words sound different [01:26.12]When it all is much too much [01:30.68]Meet me in the wastelands [01:34.89]Where the fear will fade away [01:39.12]Where the children in us play [01:45.56]I walk the smoky room [01:49.76]And stumble into you [01:54.75]The chattering of their faces [01:58.48]Says nothing new [02:02.59]But the clock is ticking away [02:06.68]And the wind is calling us [02:10.98]And the way you make your exit [02:15.90]There are no words [02:19.50]Would it hurt us much too much [02:23.80]We'll run to the wastelands [02:28.03]At the car beside the road [02:32.32]And taking shelter [02:36.45]Would it hurt us much too much [02:40.55]Meet me in the wastelands [02:45.00]Where the heart will slowly face [02:49.28]Where the children in us play [03:31.66]When the world is much too much [03:35.96]We'll run to the wastelands [03:40.23]Leave footprints in the snow [03:44.35]Till our ties are severed [03:48.48]When it hurts us too much to much [03:52.92]Meet me in the wastelands [03:57.16]Make a chain of flowers [04:01.42]Like our ties are severed [04:05.46]When the world is much too much [04:09.86]Meet me in the wastelands [04:14.23]At the car beside the road [04:18.39]And taking shelter [04:22.43]When the world is much too much [04:26.61]Meet me there in the wastelands [04:31.02]And the wind is on our face [04:35.47]And our veins are opened [04:39.65]When the world is much too much [04:43.77]Meet me in the wastelands [04:48.14]Make a chain of flowers [04:52.17]And the children in us play [05:08.75]The sky was steely [05:11.62]The countryside was bare [05:14.72]Oh [05:16.11]Darks crackled under Mole's feet [05:19.84]Mole was alone [05:22.26]And far from help [05:24.80]And night was closing in