[00:00.000] 作词 : Neko Case/Paul Rigby
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Neko Case/Paul Rigby
[00:39.695]How do you light a match?
[00:43.679]Do you even know?
[00:47.129]It's such a part of your hand now
[00:49.519]It's not like you control it
[00:54.842]It flows out of your arm like a cursive explosion
[01:02.888]Do you pull it toward you
[01:06.863]Or carve it away?
[01:10.180]I like the hiss of the bullseye warming my face
[01:18.196]As it tears along the sandpaper strip
[01:22.012]Too much engine for this tiny ship
[01:24.889]It graffitis the runway in grey
[01:33.745]A charcoal sound
[01:35.693]A sulfur, shrapnel kiss
[01:37.922]Glances my lips
[01:39.529]Then I taste it
[01:41.989]No other spell burns like this
[01:46.329]A small hypnosis
[01:50.830]The strike and spark to undo the dark
[01:54.554]Without shaming its beauty, "Wake up!"
[01:59.279]Oh, this parlor trick (We understand)
[02:02.163]We understand and are beloved of its magic
[02:06.136]We understand and are beloved of its magic
[02:16.368]In my dream I saw you, match-lit
[02:20.179]With mischief and laughing, "Watch this!"
[02:23.823]You zipped inside of a tall cactus
[02:27.819]Who lovingly shrank down to fit
[02:30.915]You looked at me and smiled so wide
[02:35.686]But all I could say was
[02:37.758]"Wait, you can do on the other side?"
[02:42.177]You answered with a wave goodbye
[02:45.597]No other spell burns like this
[02:50.002]A small hypnosis
[02:54.355]The strike and spark to undo the dark
[02:58.119]Without shaming its beauty, "Wake up!"
[03:02.768]Oh, this parlor trick (We understand)
[03:05.804]We understand and are beloved of its magic
[03:09.568]We understand and are beloved of its magic
[03:26.960]Do you pull it toward you
[03:31.204]Or carve it away?
[03:34.594]I like the hiss of the bullseye warming my face

作词 : Neko Case/Paul Rigby
作曲 : Neko Case/Paul Rigby
How do you light a match?
Do you even know?
It's such a part of your hand now
It's not like you control it
It flows out of your arm like a cursive explosion
Do you pull it toward you
Or carve it away?
I like the hiss of the bullseye warming my face
As it tears along the sandpaper strip
Too much engine for this tiny ship
It graffitis the runway in grey
A charcoal sound
A sulfur, shrapnel kiss
Glances my lips
Then I taste it
No other spell burns like this
A small hypnosis
The strike and spark to undo the dark
Without shaming its beauty, "Wake up!"
Oh, this parlor trick (We understand)
We understand and are beloved of its magic
We understand and are beloved of its magic
In my dream I saw you, match-lit
With mischief and laughing, "Watch this!"
You zipped inside of a tall cactus
Who lovingly shrank down to fit
You looked at me and smiled so wide
But all I could say was
"Wait, you can do on the other side?"
You answered with a wave goodbye
No other spell burns like this
A small hypnosis
The strike and spark to undo the dark
Without shaming its beauty, "Wake up!"
Oh, this parlor trick (We understand)
We understand and are beloved of its magic
We understand and are beloved of its magic
Do you pull it toward you
Or carve it away?
I like the hiss of the bullseye warming my face