《Siberian Breaks》歌词

[00:00:00] MGMT - Siberian Breaks

[00:00:26] Sleep as the goer

[00:00:29] The bridge that watches the light speed thru

[00:00:34] And cries while the spirit stumbles

[00:00:38] And inside missile for the protection of you

[00:00:51] Maybe it's siletn

[00:00:54] The voice can't bear anymore strain

[00:00:59] But speak without even knowing

[00:01:02] And streams outside in the direction of truth

[00:01:26] There's no reason there's no secret to decode

[00:01:35] If youc an't save it, leave it dying on the road

[00:01:44] Wide open arms can feel so cold

[00:01:49] So cold

[00:01:51] Feel so cold

[00:02:17] Balance the books, the ledges, the loons

[00:02:18] The disappointed look on the faces

[00:02:21] That squint at the moon

[00:02:25] Let's see it with shadows enhance

[00:02:29] And then vote to decide who'll advance

[00:02:34] Silver jet plane, making a turn

[00:02:37] Exciting the brain that expects it to crash and then burn

[00:02:43] It's not the life lesson I'd've guessed

[00:02:48] If you're conscious you must be depressed

[00:02:53] Or at least cynical

[00:02:59] But someone might still eat the steaks

[00:03:02] Even if they're tough

[00:03:05] Spending the day

[00:03:07] Chewing the fat

[00:03:08] Floating away isn't roguh but it's not enough

[00:03:18] Oh marianne, pass me the joint

[00:03:21] The sandpaper's tan

[00:03:22] Go-getters are surfing the point

[00:03:27] And london's a cratch on the lens

[00:03:30] It's over before it begins

[00:03:37] Silk 'round her neck falls down to her shoulders

[00:03:40] The older I get, the more I suspect there's a trick

[00:03:46] But really there's no trip at all

[00:03:49] That doesn't result in a fall

[00:03:55] Or a faltering

[00:04:02] But something might spit out the bait

[00:04:05] Even if it's real

[00:04:08] Rolling away

[00:04:09] Missing a spoke

[00:04:11] Close to the ground like a wheel but it's not enough

[00:04:20] Holding th eline

[00:04:22] Clutching the phone

[00:04:24] Nobly wasting the night, but it isn't right

[00:04:30] It's not right

[00:04:33] Smelling for blood

[00:04:34] Praying for rain

[00:04:36] Running away isn't rough, but it's not enough

[00:04:56] The low tide is telling me, when it's over,

[00:05:10] To breathe in everything exposed

[00:05:19] And comes back to cover me in a blanket

[00:05:32] Being here's always changing tunes

[00:07:02] The empty sky surrounds me but i can't see at all

[00:07:16] Wide open arms can feel so cold

[00:07:29] And you can sit beside me and tell me what it's

[00:07:34] Worth

[00:07:42] But I hope I die before i get sold

[00:07:56] I hope I die before I get sold

[00:08:09] I'd rather die before I get sold

[00:08:22] If you find the soul that you lost

[00:08:26] Frozen in a starry void

[00:08:31] Take it within and hope the sight of blood

[00:08:34] Can will signs of life to return

[00:08:40] Back to the way that it was

[00:08:44] Long before it made a noise

[00:08:49] To keep on quietly reminding you

[00:08:52] What's never created or destroyed

[00:09:13] Wake as the swell peaks

[00:09:16] The close-outs drowning the birds with roars

[00:09:21] And howls scare the new unkindness

[00:09:24] That picks and laughs at the carrion scene

[00:09:35] Forces you see breath can always go into hiding

[00:09:43] And wait 'til it passes over

[00:09:47] Or stay far gone for all eternity