Trauma_spiritual disorder歌词 spiritual disorderLRC歌词
歌手：Trauma
专辑：《Trapt》
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Its coming through a hole in the air,
from those nights in Tiananmen Square.
Its coming from the feel
that this aint exactly real,
or its real, but it aint exactly there.
From the wars against disorder,
from the sirens night and day,
from the fires of the homeless,
from the ashes of the gay:
Democracy is coming to the
Its coming through a crack in the wall;
on a visionary flood of alcohol;
from the staggering account
of the Sermon on the Mount
which I dont pretend to understand at all.
Its coming from the silence
on the dock of the bay,
from the brave, the bold, the battered
heart of Chevrolet:
Democracy is coming to the
Its coming from the sorrow in the street,
the holy places where the races meet;
from the homicidal bitchin
that goes down in every kitchen
to determine who will serve and who will eat.
From the wells of disappointment
where the women kneel to pray
for the grace of God in the desert here
and the desert far away:
Democracy is coming to the
Sail on, sail on
O mighty Ship of State!
To the Shores of Need
Past the Reefs of Greed
Through the Squalls of Hate
Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on.
Its coming to America first,
the cradle of the best and of the worst.
Its here they got the range
and the machinery for change
and its here they got the spiritual thirst.
Its here the familys broken
and its here the lonely say
that the heart has got to open
in a fundamental way:
Democracy is coming to the
Its coming from the women and the men.
O baby, well be making love again.
Well be going down so deep
the rivers going to weep,
and the mountains going to shout Amen!
Its coming like the tidal flood
beneath the lunar sway,
imperial, mysterious,
in amorous array:
Democracy is coming to the
Sail on, sail on
O mighty Ship of State!
To the Shores of Need
Past the Reefs of Greed
Through the Squalls of Hate
Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on.
Im sentimental, if you know what I mean
I love the country but I cant stand the scene.
And Im neither left or right
Im just staying home tonight,
getting lost in that hopeless little screen.
But Im stubborn as those garbage bags
that Time cannot decay,
Im junk but Im still holding up
this little wild bouquet:
Democracy is coming to the
编辑于2008/05/24更新
from those nights in Tiananmen Square.
Its coming from the feel
that this aint exactly real,
or its real, but it aint exactly there.
From the wars against disorder,
from the sirens night and day,
from the fires of the homeless,
from the ashes of the gay:
Democracy is coming to the
Its coming through a crack in the wall;
on a visionary flood of alcohol;
from the staggering account
of the Sermon on the Mount
which I dont pretend to understand at all.
Its coming from the silence
on the dock of the bay,
from the brave, the bold, the battered
heart of Chevrolet:
Democracy is coming to the
Its coming from the sorrow in the street,
the holy places where the races meet;
from the homicidal bitchin
that goes down in every kitchen
to determine who will serve and who will eat.
From the wells of disappointment
where the women kneel to pray
for the grace of God in the desert here
and the desert far away:
Democracy is coming to the
Sail on, sail on
O mighty Ship of State!
To the Shores of Need
Past the Reefs of Greed
Through the Squalls of Hate
Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on.
Its coming to America first,
the cradle of the best and of the worst.
Its here they got the range
and the machinery for change
and its here they got the spiritual thirst.
Its here the familys broken
and its here the lonely say
that the heart has got to open
in a fundamental way:
Democracy is coming to the
Its coming from the women and the men.
O baby, well be making love again.
Well be going down so deep
the rivers going to weep,
and the mountains going to shout Amen!
Its coming like the tidal flood
beneath the lunar sway,
imperial, mysterious,
in amorous array:
Democracy is coming to the
Sail on, sail on
O mighty Ship of State!
To the Shores of Need
Past the Reefs of Greed
Through the Squalls of Hate
Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on.
Im sentimental, if you know what I mean
I love the country but I cant stand the scene.
And Im neither left or right
Im just staying home tonight,
getting lost in that hopeless little screen.
But Im stubborn as those garbage bags
that Time cannot decay,
Im junk but Im still holding up
this little wild bouquet:
Democracy is coming to the
编辑于2008/05/24更新
[ti:democracy]\r
[ar:leonard cohen ]\r
[al:The Future]\r
[by:]\r
[00:18.50]Its coming through a hole in the air,\r
[00:22.50]from those nights in Tiananmen Square.\r
[00:27.50]Its coming from the feel\r
[00:29.50]that this aint exactly real,\r
[00:32.50]or its real, but it aint exactly there.\r
[00:37.50]From the wars against disorder,\r
[00:39.50]from the sirens night and day,\r
[00:42.50]from the fires of the homeless,\r
[00:44.50]from the ashes of the gay:\r
[00:47.50]Democracy is coming to the \r
[00:53.50]\r
[01:11.50]Its coming through a crack in the wall;\r
[01:16.50]on a visionary flood of alcohol;\r
[01:20.50]from the staggering account\r
[01:24.50]of the Sermon on the Mount\r
[01:26.50]which I dont pretend to understand at all.\r
[01:30.50]Its coming from the silence\r
[01:33.50]on the dock of the bay,\r
[01:35.50]from the brave, the bold, the battered\r
[01:38.50]heart of Chevrolet:\r
[01:40.50]Democracy is coming to the \r
[01:46.50]\r
[02:05.50]Its coming from the sorrow in the street,\r
[02:09.50]the holy places where the races meet;\r
[02:13.50]from the homicidal bitchin\r
[02:16.50]that goes down in every kitchen\r
[02:19.50]to determine who will serve and who will eat.\r
[02:24.50]From the wells of disappointment\r
[02:27.50]where the women kneel to pray\r
[02:29.50]for the grace of God in the desert here\r
[02:32.50]and the desert far away:\r
[02:34.50]Democracy is coming to the \r
[02:40.50]\r
[02:57.50]Sail on, sail on\r
[03:03.50]O mighty Ship of State!\r
[03:08.50]To the Shores of Need\r
[03:10.50]Past the Reefs of Greed\r
[03:12.50]Through the Squalls of Hate\r
[03:17.50]Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on.\r
[03:27.50]\r
[03:34.50]Its coming to America first,\r
[03:39.50]the cradle of the best and of the worst.\r
[03:44.50]Its here they got the range\r
[03:46.50]and the machinery for change\r
[03:49.50]and its here they got the spiritual thirst.\r
[03:54.50]Its here the familys broken\r
[03:56.50]and its here the lonely say\r
[03:58.50]that the heart has got to open\r
[04:01.50]in a fundamental way:\r
[04:03.50]Democracy is coming to the \r
[04:09.50]\r
[04:27.50]Its coming from the women and the men.\r
[04:32.50]O baby, well be making love again.\r
[04:38.50]Well be going down so deep\r
[04:40.50]the rivers going to weep,\r
[04:42.50]and the mountains going to shout Amen!\r
[04:47.50]Its coming like the tidal flood\r
[04:51.50]beneath the lunar sway,\r
[04:53.50]imperial, mysterious,\r
[04:55.50]in amorous array:\r
[04:57.50]Democracy is coming to the \r
[05:04.50]\r
[05:21.50]Sail on, sail on\r
[05:27.50]O mighty Ship of State!\r
[05:31.50]To the Shores of Need\r
[05:33.50]Past the Reefs of Greed\r
[05:35.50]Through the Squalls of Hate\r
[05:40.50]Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on.\r
[05:51.50]\r
[05:57.50]Im sentimental, if you know what I mean\r
[06:03.50]I love the country but I cant stand the scene.\r
[06:08.50]And Im neither left or right\r
[06:10.50]Im just staying home tonight,\r
[06:12.50]getting lost in that hopeless little screen.\r
[06:17.50]But Im stubborn as those garbage bags\r
[06:20.50]that Time cannot decay,\r
[06:22.50]Im junk but Im still holding up\r
[06:24.50]this little wild bouquet:\r
[06:28.50]Democracy is coming to the \r
[06:37.50]\r
";
[ar:leonard cohen ]\r
[al:The Future]\r
[by:]\r
[00:18.50]Its coming through a hole in the air,\r
[00:22.50]from those nights in Tiananmen Square.\r
[00:27.50]Its coming from the feel\r
[00:29.50]that this aint exactly real,\r
[00:32.50]or its real, but it aint exactly there.\r
[00:37.50]From the wars against disorder,\r
[00:39.50]from the sirens night and day,\r
[00:42.50]from the fires of the homeless,\r
[00:44.50]from the ashes of the gay:\r
[00:47.50]Democracy is coming to the \r
[00:53.50]\r
[01:11.50]Its coming through a crack in the wall;\r
[01:16.50]on a visionary flood of alcohol;\r
[01:20.50]from the staggering account\r
[01:24.50]of the Sermon on the Mount\r
[01:26.50]which I dont pretend to understand at all.\r
[01:30.50]Its coming from the silence\r
[01:33.50]on the dock of the bay,\r
[01:35.50]from the brave, the bold, the battered\r
[01:38.50]heart of Chevrolet:\r
[01:40.50]Democracy is coming to the \r
[01:46.50]\r
[02:05.50]Its coming from the sorrow in the street,\r
[02:09.50]the holy places where the races meet;\r
[02:13.50]from the homicidal bitchin\r
[02:16.50]that goes down in every kitchen\r
[02:19.50]to determine who will serve and who will eat.\r
[02:24.50]From the wells of disappointment\r
[02:27.50]where the women kneel to pray\r
[02:29.50]for the grace of God in the desert here\r
[02:32.50]and the desert far away:\r
[02:34.50]Democracy is coming to the \r
[02:40.50]\r
[02:57.50]Sail on, sail on\r
[03:03.50]O mighty Ship of State!\r
[03:08.50]To the Shores of Need\r
[03:10.50]Past the Reefs of Greed\r
[03:12.50]Through the Squalls of Hate\r
[03:17.50]Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on.\r
[03:27.50]\r
[03:34.50]Its coming to America first,\r
[03:39.50]the cradle of the best and of the worst.\r
[03:44.50]Its here they got the range\r
[03:46.50]and the machinery for change\r
[03:49.50]and its here they got the spiritual thirst.\r
[03:54.50]Its here the familys broken\r
[03:56.50]and its here the lonely say\r
[03:58.50]that the heart has got to open\r
[04:01.50]in a fundamental way:\r
[04:03.50]Democracy is coming to the \r
[04:09.50]\r
[04:27.50]Its coming from the women and the men.\r
[04:32.50]O baby, well be making love again.\r
[04:38.50]Well be going down so deep\r
[04:40.50]the rivers going to weep,\r
[04:42.50]and the mountains going to shout Amen!\r
[04:47.50]Its coming like the tidal flood\r
[04:51.50]beneath the lunar sway,\r
[04:53.50]imperial, mysterious,\r
[04:55.50]in amorous array:\r
[04:57.50]Democracy is coming to the \r
[05:04.50]\r
[05:21.50]Sail on, sail on\r
[05:27.50]O mighty Ship of State!\r
[05:31.50]To the Shores of Need\r
[05:33.50]Past the Reefs of Greed\r
[05:35.50]Through the Squalls of Hate\r
[05:40.50]Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on.\r
[05:51.50]\r
[05:57.50]Im sentimental, if you know what I mean\r
[06:03.50]I love the country but I cant stand the scene.\r
[06:08.50]And Im neither left or right\r
[06:10.50]Im just staying home tonight,\r
[06:12.50]getting lost in that hopeless little screen.\r
[06:17.50]But Im stubborn as those garbage bags\r
[06:20.50]that Time cannot decay,\r
[06:22.50]Im junk but Im still holding up\r
[06:24.50]this little wild bouquet:\r
[06:28.50]Democracy is coming to the \r
[06:37.50]\r
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