Runaway Horses-The Killers/Phoebe Bridgers

[ti:Runaway Horses] [ar:The Killers/Phoebe Bridgers] [al:Pressure Machine] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Runaway Horses - The Killers (杀手乐团)/Phoebe Bridgers [00:00.08]Lyrics by：Brandon Flowers [00:00.17]Composed by：Brandon Flowers [00:00.25]Oh my heck so yeah the Ute Stampede [00:03.90]I mean that's a tradition for sure um [00:06.71]One year we wish it was raining all like stampedes and this horse come out [00:11.14]And everyone you know said it was supposed to be the best [00:14.26]And it fell in the mud [00:15.80]And mean you could see its leg just totally snapped [00:19.36]It was just hanging there [00:21.29]And the girl you know laid dow it was the saddest thing [00:24.33]I mean I think most of the crowd was crying [00:27.22]She set up and laid over her horse and just cried and hugged her horse [00:30.84]And 'cause she knew that you know that was her last moments with that horse [00:36.40]Brandon Flowers： [00:47.67]Small-town girl Coca-Cola grin honeysuckle skin [00:58.07]Born beneath the ready sign of a strawberry moon [01:07.35]Small-town girl shows up for her friends crazy about The Bends [01:18.06]I was there when she first put away childish things [01:23.20]Brandon Flowers/Phoebe Bridgers： [01:27.88]We had spring in our heels [01:33.00]Unwavering forces headfirst into the unknown [01:48.11]Like runaway horses in a fever 'til the end [01:56.58]And every step is a silver prayer in the face of a hard wind [02:09.29]You traded school for wedding rings and rent [02:16.71]Invitations sent of you and him by a barn out on the edge of town [02:29.02]Small-town girl you put your dreams on ice never thinking twice [02:39.60]Some you'll surely forget and some that you never will [02:49.66]There was a promise in our stride [02:54.51]But we changed courses headfirst into the unknown [03:09.82]Like runaway horses in a fever 'til the end [03:18.30]And every step is a silver prayer in the face of a hard wind [03:26.94]Like runaway horses it's a long way back home again [03:35.68]When every step is a silver prayer in the face of a hard wind