Bread for Brett - The World is a Beautiful Place & I am No Longer Afraid to Die.lrc

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[00:00.00] 作曲 : Gregory Horbal
[00:51.73]Where do you come from
[00:52.99]
[00:53.51]Do the children break the
[00:55.30]Windows of the houses
[00:57.54]
[00:58.11]That no one lives in
[00:59.56]
[01:01.81]Do you have bad days
[01:03.87]
[01:07.83]Do you have bad days
[01:09.43]
[01:25.94]The trees the leaves
[01:27.36]The late nights
[01:28.85]The cold the dark the night time
[01:31.47]The streets that breathe in
[01:33.16]Our names are shameless places
[01:36.81]
[01:37.47]Fingernails all filled with soil and sorrow
[01:41.04]
[01:41.85]We will break the fence or we will climb it
[01:45.94]
[01:47.53]Tear down your billboards
[01:50.41]And all your street lights
[01:52.86]
[01:54.98]Were standing up on stilts
[01:56.71]
[01:57.32]While the ground below is shaking
[01:59.51]
[02:00.66]And we can see the skin
[02:02.69]From our sunburn flake away
[02:04.91]
[02:06.16]We'd never have bad days
[02:08.84]They'd move like months
[02:10.48]We're keeping these years tucked away
[02:13.82]
[02:14.51]These years tucked away
[02:17.10]
[02:17.69]Like celebrated zip codes
[02:19.73]
[02:21.24]Like a neighbor with a shortcut
[02:24.20]Through their backyard
[02:25.12]
[02:26.22]Holding onto something
[02:28.02]
[02:29.11]Whether it be a postcard or a purpose
[02:33.82]
[02:39.08]Where are you and where have you run to
[02:44.59]
[02:46.01]Why don't you just come home
[02:47.89]
[02:50.22]Where are you and where have you run to
[02:55.63]
[02:57.31]Why don't you just come home

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作曲 : Gregory Horbal
Where do you come from
Do the children break the
Windows of the houses
That no one lives in
Do you have bad days
Do you have bad days
The trees the leaves
The late nights
The cold the dark the night time
The streets that breathe in
Our names are shameless places
Fingernails all filled with soil and sorrow
We will break the fence or we will climb it
Tear down your billboards
And all your street lights
Were standing up on stilts
While the ground below is shaking
And we can see the skin
From our sunburn flake away
We'd never have bad days
They'd move like months
We're keeping these years tucked away
These years tucked away
Like celebrated zip codes
Like a neighbor with a shortcut
Through their backyard
Holding onto something
Whether it be a postcard or a purpose
Where are you and where have you run to
Why don't you just come home
Where are you and where have you run to
Why don't you just come home