[00:00.000] 作曲 : Tamara Lindeman
[00:00.821]Followed you down into the park
[00:04.235]The sky blue-black in the growing dark
[00:08.243]You talk, and I despair
[00:14.158]It's not my place to say anything
[00:16.925]If I did you'd still go back to him
[00:20.602]Wind lifts in your hair
[00:26.460]The older I get, the more tired I am
[00:29.299]If there's anything I want to be saying now, it's only the truth
[00:38.479]Laid out dirty, slumped in these lines
[00:41.357]Never as clean and pure as the lie
[00:45.313]You’re so drawn to
[00:49.241]I don’t blame you
[00:58.659]He tried to tell you who you were, so he could tell you what you deserve
[01:03.842]It was the same for me too
[01:10.218]That kind of love blots out the light, it’s so hungry that kind of lie
[01:15.203]To burn right through
[01:20.994]All those old things you knew were right, like an old dishrag stained with your life
[01:26.761]Only the truth
[01:32.236]Doesn’t care if you care, all it is ever is is there
[01:38.559]Open to you
[01:43.685]Only just true
[01:55.243]We walked up on the lip of the hill
[02:01.425]Where before us, city lights fill the line of the view
[02:14.339]I saw through, the high black towers
[02:22.725]The grid of streets that buried a river
[02:28.601]Snaking wet curves deep under ground
[02:36.907]Look around - the city built up high, on shifting sands, built to deny
[02:43.136]Only the truth
[02:48.128]Underneath it all, a foundation of mud, unstable, pulsing like blood
[02:55.488]Only the truth
[02:59.159]Can’t be bought, can’t be sold, we all had learned to get by on another kind of gold
[03:09.698]Unnoticed, ugly, dirty, strange, impermanent and plain
[03:17.122]Only the truth
[03:20.671]Doesn’t care if you care
[03:23.391]It’s better to just leave it there
[03:27.559]Nothing to say, nothing to see here

作曲 : Tamara Lindeman
Followed you down into the park
The sky blue-black in the growing dark
You talk, and I despair
It's not my place to say anything
If I did you'd still go back to him
Wind lifts in your hair
The older I get, the more tired I am
If there's anything I want to be saying now, it's only the truth
Laid out dirty, slumped in these lines
Never as clean and pure as the lie
You’re so drawn to
I don’t blame you
He tried to tell you who you were, so he could tell you what you deserve
It was the same for me too
That kind of love blots out the light, it’s so hungry that kind of lie
To burn right through
All those old things you knew were right, like an old dishrag stained with your life
Only the truth
Doesn’t care if you care, all it is ever is is there
Open to you
Only just true
We walked up on the lip of the hill
Where before us, city lights fill the line of the view
I saw through, the high black towers
The grid of streets that buried a river
Snaking wet curves deep under ground
Look around - the city built up high, on shifting sands, built to deny
Only the truth
Underneath it all, a foundation of mud, unstable, pulsing like blood
Only the truth
Can’t be bought, can’t be sold, we all had learned to get by on another kind of gold
Unnoticed, ugly, dirty, strange, impermanent and plain
Only the truth
Doesn’t care if you care
It’s better to just leave it there
Nothing to say, nothing to see here