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[00:00.00] 作词 : Lindsay Fuller
[00:00.19] 作曲 : Lindsay Fuller
[00:00.39]08.One Can Only Hope
[00:02.58].
[00:21.06]Time ago in Massachusetts
[00:25.75]Saw you in a dying birch tree
[00:30.38]Swinging from the branches like a noose
[00:35.56].
[00:40.18]Hid our love inside the woodpile
[00:44.94]Slow-danced in the sunken garden
[00:49.87]Parted ways and I ain't seen you since
[00:55.63].
[00:59.81]Amtrak train bound for Penn station
[01:04.56]Leaking from my eyes and ink pen
[01:09.38]Praying Casey Jones will take me home
[01:14.56].
[01:18.12]I'm wondering if you've met regret
[01:22.44]Or if she's tried to kiss you yet
[01:27.94]Or maybe make you second-guess your own flesh and bone
[01:37.81]
[01:40.76]One can only hope
[01:44.19].
[01:44.44]
[01:52.48]Tennessee in mid-November
[01:57.22]Sour milk, asbestos shingles
[02:02.04]Ready me for winter's loneliness
[02:07.79].
[02:10.97]I'm looking hard now for a sign
[02:16.29]A hymnal with a broken spine
[02:21.16]Entrails perfectly aligned, you never really know
[02:29.79]
[02:33.32]One can only hope
[02:39.01].
[03:03.82]Hidden in an Austin motel
[03:08.57]Hunched over a plywood table
[03:13.45]Writing words I'm never gonna send
[03:18.51].
[03:22.51]But maybe if I start to sing
[03:27.57]They'll float along what might have been
[03:32.38]As buoyant as original sin and find their way to you
[03:44.76]One can only hope
[03:58.95]One can only hope
文本歌词
作词 : Lindsay Fuller
作曲 : Lindsay Fuller
08.One Can Only Hope
.
Time ago in Massachusetts
Saw you in a dying birch tree
Swinging from the branches like a noose
.
Hid our love inside the woodpile
Slow-danced in the sunken garden
Parted ways and I ain't seen you since
.
Amtrak train bound for Penn station
Leaking from my eyes and ink pen
Praying Casey Jones will take me home
.
I'm wondering if you've met regret
Or if she's tried to kiss you yet
Or maybe make you second-guess your own flesh and bone
One can only hope
.
Tennessee in mid-November
Sour milk, asbestos shingles
Ready me for winter's loneliness
.
I'm looking hard now for a sign
A hymnal with a broken spine
Entrails perfectly aligned, you never really know
One can only hope
.
Hidden in an Austin motel
Hunched over a plywood table
Writing words I'm never gonna send
.
But maybe if I start to sing
They'll float along what might have been
As buoyant as original sin and find their way to you
One can only hope
One can only hope