Gravity of Being Found - Simon.lrc

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[00:14.040]The sidewalk tile is humming low
[00:16.890]人行道的瓷砖发出低低的嗡鸣
[00:18.180]We share the weight of where to go
[00:21.180]我们共同分担着“何去何从”的重量
[00:24.300]A digital ping, a ghost in the palm
[00:27.210]一声电子提示音,如同手心里的幽灵
[00:28.620]Disturbing the urban, the heavy, the calm
[00:31.500]扰乱了这都市的沉重与宁静
[00:34.530]The grit is wide, the air is thin
[00:37.320]尘埃漫布,空气稀薄
[00:38.100]Tracing the lines where the static begins
[00:40.890]勾勒出那些电波干扰开始的线条
[00:42.780]Oh, the friction of the near and far
[00:45.540]噢,这忽近忽远的摩擦
[00:46.500]Like satellites around a dying star
[00:50.070]如同环绕着垂死恒星的卫星
[00:51.270]We drift in the light of the neon screen
[00:54.480]我们在霓虹屏幕的光影里漂泊
[00:55.320]Somewhere in the space between
[00:57.900]在那些未知的间隙之中
[00:58.740]The gravity of being found
[01:01.410]那份“被发现”的引力
[01:01.980]Keeps our collective feet on the ground
[01:05.310]让我们所有人在这地面上站稳脚跟
[01:06.780]Coffee cold in a paper sleeve
[01:10.470]纸杯里的咖啡已经变凉
[01:11.130]A reason to stay, a reason to leave
[01:13.740]一个留下的理由,亦或是一个离开的借口
[01:16.560]Scanning faces in the transit blur
[01:18.930]在穿梭的虚影中扫描着一张张脸庞
[01:20.460]A momentary hum, a distant purr
[01:23.250]瞬间的嗡嗡声,远处隐约的低吟
[01:27.300]We keep our secrets under the glass
[01:30.150]我们将秘密深藏在玻璃镜面之下
[01:31.140]Watching the ghost of the connection pass
[01:49.440]看着那些连接的幻影一闪而过
[01:59.700]No signal found, no bridge to cross
[02:03.570]搜索不到信号,没有跨越的桥梁
[02:04.440]Counting the gain inside of the loss
[02:07.440]在失去中清点着收获
[02:09.120]Just a flicker in the concrete gray
[02:13.320]只是这混凝土灰色世界里的一抹闪烁
[02:14.430]Before the morning steals it all away
[02:17.580]在清晨将一切偷走之前
[02:18.660]Just the city and the pulse...
[02:21.750]只有这座城,和这律动...
文本歌词
The sidewalk tile is humming low
人行道的瓷砖发出低低的嗡鸣
We share the weight of where to go
我们共同分担着“何去何从”的重量
A digital ping, a ghost in the palm
一声电子提示音,如同手心里的幽灵
Disturbing the urban, the heavy, the calm
扰乱了这都市的沉重与宁静
The grit is wide, the air is thin
尘埃漫布,空气稀薄
Tracing the lines where the static begins
勾勒出那些电波干扰开始的线条
Oh, the friction of the near and far
噢,这忽近忽远的摩擦
Like satellites around a dying star
如同环绕着垂死恒星的卫星
We drift in the light of the neon screen
我们在霓虹屏幕的光影里漂泊
Somewhere in the space between
在那些未知的间隙之中
The gravity of being found
那份“被发现”的引力
Keeps our collective feet on the ground
让我们所有人在这地面上站稳脚跟
Coffee cold in a paper sleeve
纸杯里的咖啡已经变凉
A reason to stay, a reason to leave
一个留下的理由,亦或是一个离开的借口
Scanning faces in the transit blur
在穿梭的虚影中扫描着一张张脸庞
A momentary hum, a distant purr
瞬间的嗡嗡声,远处隐约的低吟
We keep our secrets under the glass
我们将秘密深藏在玻璃镜面之下
Watching the ghost of the connection pass
看着那些连接的幻影一闪而过
No signal found, no bridge to cross
搜索不到信号,没有跨越的桥梁
Counting the gain inside of the loss
在失去中清点着收获
Just a flicker in the concrete gray
只是这混凝土灰色世界里的一抹闪烁
Before the morning steals it all away
在清晨将一切偷走之前
Just the city and the pulse...
只有这座城,和这律动...