[00:00.00] 作词 : Luna Shadows
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Luna Shadows
[00:09.58]One day we, in ceremony
[00:16.88]Will throw away the ashes to the sea
[00:21.31]For now breathe, patiently
[00:27.74]The glow of something magic in your reach
[00:31.24]
[00:34.07]What have we built here?
[00:38.81]We, the troubled architects of this
[00:42.31]
[00:45.10]You loved it broken
[00:49.83]Who are you to mourn
[00:52.56]Who are you to mourn
[00:56.07]You spoke of roses
[01:00.77]All I feel are thorns
[01:03.54]All I feel, all I feel are thorns
[01:08.44]In my sweet side, in my sweet side
[01:16.50]
[01:16.81]Dried out leaves and enemies
[01:23.03]Pressed between the pages left to read
[01:27.53]Thick as thieves, carefully
[01:33.94]Stepping without breaking underneath
[01:37.53]
[01:40.24]What have we built here?
[01:45.17]We, the troubled architects of this
[01:48.41]
[01:50.83]You loved it broken
[01:55.97]Who are you to mourn
[01:58.65]Who are you to mourn
[02:02.28]You spoke of roses
[02:06.94]All I feel are thorns
[02:09.76]All I feel, all I feel are thorns
[02:13.68]In my sweet side, in my sweet side
[02:24.30]In my sweet side, in my sweet side
[02:33.67]
[02:46.44]You loved it broken
[02:51.55]Who are you to mourn
[02:55.40]Who are you to mourn
[02:57.65]
[02:57.84]You spoke of roses
[03:02.11]All I feel are thorns
[03:05.01]All I feel, all I feel are thorns
[03:08.59]In my sweet side, all I feel are thorns
[03:13.96]In my sweet side, all I feel are thorns
[03:14.03]In my sweet side, all I feel are thorns
[03:19.64]In my sweet side, all I feel are thorns
[03:24.99]
[03:25.18]In my sweet side, in my sweet side

作词 : Luna Shadows
作曲 : Luna Shadows
One day we, in ceremony
Will throw away the ashes to the sea
For now breathe, patiently
The glow of something magic in your reach
What have we built here?
We, the troubled architects of this
You loved it broken
Who are you to mourn
Who are you to mourn
You spoke of roses
All I feel are thorns
All I feel, all I feel are thorns
In my sweet side, in my sweet side
Dried out leaves and enemies
Pressed between the pages left to read
Thick as thieves, carefully
Stepping without breaking underneath
What have we built here?
We, the troubled architects of this
You loved it broken
Who are you to mourn
Who are you to mourn
You spoke of roses
All I feel are thorns
All I feel, all I feel are thorns
In my sweet side, in my sweet side
In my sweet side, in my sweet side
You loved it broken
Who are you to mourn
Who are you to mourn
You spoke of roses
All I feel are thorns
All I feel, all I feel are thorns
In my sweet side, all I feel are thorns
In my sweet side, all I feel are thorns
In my sweet side, all I feel are thorns
In my sweet side, all I feel are thorns
In my sweet side, in my sweet side