[00:00.00] 作词 : Bloedow, Charles[00:19.06]By the time i reach tomorrow[00:27.29]I won't be me any way[00:35.39]And i'm not collecting sorrow[00:41.40]Don't disengage[00:49.66]You can't finger what you filter[00:56.15]When it travels like the clouds floating away[01:05.12]I thought he'd never take it this far[01:11.08]I can see where this is going[01:13.31]As the undertow is pulling me down[01:19.33]With your cross examination[01:21.26]I'm receding in the teeth of your plow[01:27.07]But i won't dig my own grave[01:45.72]By the time i reach tomorrow[01:53.67]Will you be there in the you[02:02.00]Is your pride too big to swallow[02:08.34]Know what's true[02:16.47]Did you figure i would falter[02:22.68]When i travel like the clouds floating away[02:31.76]I thought he'd never take it far[02:37.65]I can feel i'm getting smaller[02:39.77]As your twisting every word that i say[02:45.78]There's a snare in the forest[02:48.08]Under brush where you want me to play[02:53.49]But i won't dig my own grave[03:01.88]No i won't[03:06.92]Won't dig my own grave[03:26.72]Bayonne