[00:00.000] 作词 : Houck, Matthew
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Houck, Matthew
[00:02.670].
[00:15.810]I could be the tiger, I could be the snake
[00:23.70]I could be the fire, I could be the lake
[00:30.550]I could be the sky-bird waiting on the wind
[00:37.940]I could be the devil waiting to begin
[00:44.0].
[00:47.0]See, I was the wounded master, oh then I was the slave
[00:54.630]My hands and my mouth, aw honey, they would not behave
[01:02.130]See, I was the holy writer then I was the page
[01:09.620]I was the bleeding actor then I was the stage
[01:17.630].
[01:18.500]But now you're telling me my heart's sick
[01:23.440]And I'm telling you I know
[01:27.60]And you're telling me you're leaving
[01:30.810]And I'm telling you to go
[01:34.60]And I'm not so sorry for the heart-wreck
[01:38.810]But for each season left unblessed
[01:42.690]The new terror in the canyons
[01:46.240]The new terror in our chests
[01:51.120].
[02:06.70]I could be the tether, I could be the place
[02:13.330]I could be forever or just a couple days
[02:20.700]I could be the morning that breaks upon your skin
[02:28.140]I could be the devil and do it all again
[02:34.10].
[02:37.510]See, I was the wounded master then I was the slave
[02:44.770]My hands and my mouth, aw honey, they was caught in a rage
[02:52.140]See, I was the holy lion then I was the cage
[02:59.770]I was the bleeding actor then I was the stage
[03:07.10].
[03:07.570]O but now you're telling me my heart's sick
[03:17.260]And I'm telling you I know
[03:20.950]And you're telling me you're leaving
[03:24.510]And I'm telling you to go
[03:27.700]And I'm not so sorry for the heart-wreck
[03:32.380]But for each season left unblessed
[03:33.760]
[03:36.480]The new terror in the canyons
[03:40.110]The new terror in our chests
[03:43.110].

作词 : Houck, Matthew
作曲 : Houck, Matthew
.
I could be the tiger, I could be the snake
I could be the fire, I could be the lake
I could be the sky-bird waiting on the wind
I could be the devil waiting to begin
.
See, I was the wounded master, oh then I was the slave
My hands and my mouth, aw honey, they would not behave
See, I was the holy writer then I was the page
I was the bleeding actor then I was the stage
.
But now you're telling me my heart's sick
And I'm telling you I know
And you're telling me you're leaving
And I'm telling you to go
And I'm not so sorry for the heart-wreck
But for each season left unblessed
The new terror in the canyons
The new terror in our chests
.
I could be the tether, I could be the place
I could be forever or just a couple days
I could be the morning that breaks upon your skin
I could be the devil and do it all again
.
See, I was the wounded master then I was the slave
My hands and my mouth, aw honey, they was caught in a rage
See, I was the holy lion then I was the cage
I was the bleeding actor then I was the stage
.
O but now you're telling me my heart's sick
And I'm telling you I know
And you're telling me you're leaving
And I'm telling you to go
And I'm not so sorry for the heart-wreck
But for each season left unblessed
The new terror in the canyons
The new terror in our chests
.