Astray - Theatre of Tragedy.lrc

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[00:00.00] 作词 : Raymond I. Rohonyi/Lorentz Aspen/Ragnhild Sigland/Hein Frode Hansen/Frank Claussen
[00:00.00] 作曲 : Raymond I. Rohonyi/Lorentz Aspen/Ragnhild Sigland/Hein Frode Hansen/Frank Claussen
[00:00.00] Switch to another dream, to a quiet spite
[00:16.86]Think back at some time when there was a fading touch
[00:20.85]Colour me white and paint the vistas grey
[00:23.82]Everyday there's an electric ray of all too many shimmer-lights
[00:29.61]And I can see another time
[00:33.81]Another face, forgotten days
[00:37.83]I can see another time -- another time, a setting sun
[00:44.28]I can see another place -- a rising sun
[01:16.05]Let's get this to work again
[01:21.39]Take our souls to the everlasting parade
[01:30.00]I never saw it coming this way -- to an end
[01:37.71]But now there's nothing left behind
[01:42.60]Let's all begin
[01:53.64]I see it slip away
[01:55.62]A dream that fades away
[01:57.51]Don't let them lead you far and astray
[02:01.20]Keepsakes of past years, unravelled by phone
[02:05.46]And the fog is a traveller through the inner city zones
[02:09.36]A million pictures painted on the pavement stones
[02:13.17]That get soft like words through the smoke
[02:41.22]And I can see another time
[02:45.42]Another face, forgotten days
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作词 : Raymond I. Rohonyi/Lorentz Aspen/Ragnhild Sigland/Hein Frode Hansen/Frank Claussen
作曲 : Raymond I. Rohonyi/Lorentz Aspen/Ragnhild Sigland/Hein Frode Hansen/Frank Claussen
Switch to another dream, to a quiet spite
Think back at some time when there was a fading touch
Colour me white and paint the vistas grey
Everyday there's an electric ray of all too many shimmer-lights
And I can see another time
Another face, forgotten days
I can see another time -- another time, a setting sun
I can see another place -- a rising sun
Let's get this to work again
Take our souls to the everlasting parade
I never saw it coming this way -- to an end
But now there's nothing left behind
Let's all begin
I see it slip away
A dream that fades away
Don't let them lead you far and astray
Keepsakes of past years, unravelled by phone
And the fog is a traveller through the inner city zones
A million pictures painted on the pavement stones
That get soft like words through the smoke
And I can see another time
Another face, forgotten days