Nhạc sĩ: Michael Mills, Michael Stipe, Peter Buck, William Berry
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
This could be the saddest dusk I've ever seen Turned to a miracle, out of line My mind is racing, as it always will My hands tired, my heart aches I'm half a world away Here in my head, swarmed To go it alone, and hold it alone Hold it alone, and hold it Go it alone, and hold it alone Oh, oh, oh Oh, lonely, deep-set hollow Half a world, half a world away My shoes are gone, my life spent I had too much to drink I didn't think, I didn't think of you I guess that's all I needed To go it alone, and hold it alone Hold it alone, and hold it Blackbirds backwards, forward to fall Oh, oh, oh Oh, this lonely world is wasted Pathetic eyes, highlight Blinded eyes, turn to see The storm, it came up strong It shook the trees, and blew away our fear We couldn't hear To go it alone, and hold it alone Hold it alone, and hold it Go it alone, and hold it alone Oh, oh, oh Go it alone, and hold it alone Go it alone, and hold it Blackbirds backwards, forward to fall Oh, oh, oh Oh, this could be the saddest dance I've ever seen Turn to miracles, highlight My mind is racing As it always will My hands tired, my heart aches I'm half a walk away Go Go