《Forest Talks》歌词

[00:00:00] Forest Talks - These Brittle Bones

[00:00:10] Composer：Chris Jones

[00:00:21] We settle down

[00:00:23] We fall asleep

[00:00:26] We lie in the dark

[00:00:27] And the monsters don't speak

[00:00:30] We close our eyes

[00:00:32] Now darkness is gone

[00:00:34] These hollowed lines have found a place to move on

[00:00:38] So let me in

[00:00:40] These woods are cold

[00:00:42] This boiled blood needs a place to grow old

[00:00:47] And now we're lost

[00:00:49] In this wasted land

[00:00:51] This crumbled night has a tremble in its hand

[00:01:12] And now we're lost

[00:01:14] In this wasted land

[00:01:16] This crumbled night has a tremble in its hand

[00:01:31] The trees grow limbs

[00:01:33] And start to walk

[00:01:35] They show their face

[00:01:37] The forest talks

[00:01:39] Figures stroll out

[00:01:41] Of the snow and the gloom

[00:01:43] They take my hands

[00:01:46] And embed them anew

[00:01:48] The whispered night

[00:01:50] Tells tales of old

[00:01:52] The shallow wind

[00:01:54] Turns warm souls cold

[00:01:56] The trees go soft

[00:01:58] And walk back home

[00:02:00] They have no face

[00:02:02] They are alone

[00:02:13] The whispered nights

[00:02:15] Tells tales of old

[00:02:17] The shallow wind

[00:02:19] Turns warm souls cold

[00:02:21] The trees go soft

[00:02:23] And walk back home

[00:02:26] They have no face

[00:02:28] They are alone