Nhạc sĩ: Moby, Mark Lanegan
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
Here come the lonely night, I can't escape my mind
From a broken bow, fall into finite space
With a roof torn down, this house is an empty place
I'm so tired of wandering around, and starting over
No garden grows here now, just the one flea of clothes
Just the one flea of clothes
Just the one flea of clothes
And when the windows shudder, it's always dark inside
Sometimes the pain is absurd, still it's what fate decides
Thought I saw Jesus come down
Thought I saw Jesus come down
Dressed like a soldier
I used to cry like a clown, and now I'm older
Here come the lonely night, I can't escape my mind
Here come the lonely night, I can't escape my mind
Here come the lonely night, I can't escape my mind
Here come the lonely night, I can't escape my mind
Here come the lonely night, I can't escape my mind
And the grinding wheel turns
And the heavens burn
As the pilot ignites
Is a lesson learned
A soft look of concern
It might make you sad
Like the fluttering bird
In a dream you had
See the vanishing ant
Into thin air
See the vanishing ant
See the stitch in my heart
Has been framed
Has been framed together
So tired of wandering around
And starting over
With a graveyard stare
And one leaf clove
Just the one leaf clove
Here come the lonely night
I can't escape my mind
Here come the lonely night
I can't escape my mind
I saw Jesus come down
Dressed like a soldier
Dressed like a soldier
Once I cried like a clown
Now I'm older
Here come the lonely night
Here come the lonely night
Can't escape my mind
Can't escape my mind
Here come the lonely night
Can't escape my mind
Here come the lonely night
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