Sleeping At Last_101010歌词 101010LRC歌词
歌手：Sleeping At Last
专辑：《《Yearbook》》
作词：
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101010 - Sleeping At Last
Hold your breath and count to 28
Change is slow but I feel it taking shape
Folding over us like waves
On origami ocean tides we sway
Blueprints constantly being rearranged
Over microscopes we plan and strain
The finest print in the whitest ink
Before it dries there's no time
An if feels like everything we've known is sink or swim
The grey is not a compromise
It le is bridge between two sides
I would even argue that it is color
That most represents God's eyes
Hold your breath and count to 29
Connect the dots and cherish every line
Paper cuts and trails aside
Make a wish and hold it high
This time we'll try our very hardest not to try
'Cause grey is not a compromise
It is the bridge between two sides
The shores on which our stubborn
And restless seas collide
Grey is not just middle ground
Is it truce that waits to be signed
I I would even argue that from where we stand
It most represents the color of God's eyes
Uf fold our atlas is ange into paper planes
Change is slow but I feel it taking shape
Hold your breath and count to 28
Change is slow but I feel it taking shape
Folding over us like waves
On origami ocean tides we sway
Blueprints constantly being rearranged
Over microscopes we plan and strain
The finest print in the whitest ink
Before it dries there's no time
An if feels like everything we've known is sink or swim
The grey is not a compromise
It le is bridge between two sides
I would even argue that it is color
That most represents God's eyes
Hold your breath and count to 29
Connect the dots and cherish every line
Paper cuts and trails aside
Make a wish and hold it high
This time we'll try our very hardest not to try
'Cause grey is not a compromise
It is the bridge between two sides
The shores on which our stubborn
And restless seas collide
Grey is not just middle ground
Is it truce that waits to be signed
I I would even argue that from where we stand
It most represents the color of God's eyes
Uf fold our atlas is ange into paper planes
Change is slow but I feel it taking shape
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[00:37.62]Hold your breath and count to 28
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[00:45.78]Change is slow but I feel it taking shape
[00:51.45]
[00:53.94]Folding over us like waves
[00:57.94]On origami ocean tides we sway
[01:03.42]
[01:0***5]Blueprints constantly being rearranged
[01:11.80]
[01:14.67]Over microscopes we plan and strain
[01:20.14]
[01:22.89]The finest print in the whitest ink
[01:26.36]
[01:26.99]Before it dries there's no time
[01:29.87]An if feels like everything we've known is sink or swim
[01:36.91]
[01:37.57]The grey is not a compromise
[01:39.86]
[01:40.80]It le is bridge between two sides
[01:46.28]I would even argue that it is color
[01:50.58]
[01:51.34]That most represents God's eyes
[01:57.23]
[02:00.06]Hold your breath and count to 29
[02:04.49]
[02:08.24]Connect the dots and cherish every line
[02:13.43]
[02:1***8]Paper cuts and trails aside
[02:20.47]Make a wish and hold it high
[02:24.66]This time we'll try our very hardest not to try
[02:29.71]
[02:31.49]'Cause grey is not a compromise
[02:34.47]It is the bridge between two sides
[02:39.45]The shores on which our stubborn
[02:41.98]And restless seas collide
[02:46.02]
[02:48.16]Grey is not just middle ground
[02:51.43]Is it truce that waits to be signed
[02:55.94]I I would even argue that from where we stand
[03:01.10]It most represents the color of God's eyes
[03:11.45]
[03:18.22]Uf fold our atlas is ange into paper planes
[03:24.60]
[03:26.35]Change is slow but I feel it taking shape
[ar:Sleeping At Last]
[al:Yearbook]
[by:]
[offset:0]
[00:00.00]101010 - Sleeping At Last
[00:37.62]Hold your breath and count to 28
[00:42.54]
[00:45.78]Change is slow but I feel it taking shape
[00:51.45]
[00:53.94]Folding over us like waves
[00:57.94]On origami ocean tides we sway
[01:03.42]
[01:0***5]Blueprints constantly being rearranged
[01:11.80]
[01:14.67]Over microscopes we plan and strain
[01:20.14]
[01:22.89]The finest print in the whitest ink
[01:26.36]
[01:26.99]Before it dries there's no time
[01:29.87]An if feels like everything we've known is sink or swim
[01:36.91]
[01:37.57]The grey is not a compromise
[01:39.86]
[01:40.80]It le is bridge between two sides
[01:46.28]I would even argue that it is color
[01:50.58]
[01:51.34]That most represents God's eyes
[01:57.23]
[02:00.06]Hold your breath and count to 29
[02:04.49]
[02:08.24]Connect the dots and cherish every line
[02:13.43]
[02:1***8]Paper cuts and trails aside
[02:20.47]Make a wish and hold it high
[02:24.66]This time we'll try our very hardest not to try
[02:29.71]
[02:31.49]'Cause grey is not a compromise
[02:34.47]It is the bridge between two sides
[02:39.45]The shores on which our stubborn
[02:41.98]And restless seas collide
[02:46.02]
[02:48.16]Grey is not just middle ground
[02:51.43]Is it truce that waits to be signed
[02:55.94]I I would even argue that from where we stand
[03:01.10]It most represents the color of God's eyes
[03:11.45]
[03:18.22]Uf fold our atlas is ange into paper planes
[03:24.60]
[03:26.35]Change is slow but I feel it taking shape
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