「PIONEER TO THE FALLS」の歌詞 Interpol
2007/7/9 リリース
- 作詞
- BANKS PAUL JULIAN,DENGLER CARLOS ANDRES,FOGARINO SAMUEL J,KESSLER DANIEL ALEXANDER
- 作曲
- BANKS PAUL JULIAN,DENGLER CARLOS ANDRES,FOGARINO SAMUEL J,KESSLER DANIEL ALEXANDER
- 文字サイズ
- よみがな
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Show me the dirt pile
And I will pray that the soul can take three stowaways
You vanish with no guile and I will not pay
But the soul can wait, the soul can wait
It is still pretty what with all these leaks,
We'll be fine
Well if it's still pretty what with all these leaks,
We'll be fine...and
Supervised
Show me the dirt pile
And I will pray that the soul can take three stowaways
And then you vanish with no guile and I will not pay
But the soul can wait
I felt you so much today
I know you tried
Straight into my heart
You fly straight into my heart
Girl, I know you tried
But here comes the falls
So much for make believe, I'm not sold
So much of dream's deceit
I'm not prepared to know
Your heart makes me feel, your heart makes me bold
For always and ever I'll never let go
Always concealed, safe and inside, alive
Show me the dirt pile
And I will pray that the soul can take three stowaways
In a passion it broke, I pull the black from the grey
But the soul can wait
I felt you so much today
And I will pray that the soul can take three stowaways
You vanish with no guile and I will not pay
But the soul can wait, the soul can wait
It is still pretty what with all these leaks,
We'll be fine
Well if it's still pretty what with all these leaks,
We'll be fine...and
Supervised
Show me the dirt pile
And I will pray that the soul can take three stowaways
And then you vanish with no guile and I will not pay
But the soul can wait
I felt you so much today
I know you tried
Straight into my heart
You fly straight into my heart
Girl, I know you tried
But here comes the falls
So much for make believe, I'm not sold
So much of dream's deceit
I'm not prepared to know
Your heart makes me feel, your heart makes me bold
For always and ever I'll never let go
Always concealed, safe and inside, alive
Show me the dirt pile
And I will pray that the soul can take three stowaways
In a passion it broke, I pull the black from the grey
But the soul can wait
I felt you so much today
