Seven O'Clock (Explicit)-Pearl Jam

歌手 : Pearl Jam
专辑 : Gigaton (Explicit)
语种 : 英语
时长 : 06:14

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TXT Seven O'Clock (Explicit)-Pearl Jam 文本歌词

Seven O'Clock (Explicit) - Pearl Jam (珍珠酱)
Lyrics by:Eddie Vedder
Composed by:Jeff Ament/Mike McCready/Stone Gossard/Eddie Vedder
Oh seven o'clock in the morning got a message from afar
Down under an oasis where there are dreams still being born
And summer spoke to winter relaying all encouraging words
And I was fully grateful mutant messages were heard
Moved on from my despondency and left it in the bed
Do I leave it there still sleeping or maybe
Kill it better yet
For this is no time for depression or self indulgent hesitance
This f**ked up situation calls for all hands hands on deck
Freedom is as freedom does and freedom is a verb
They giveth and they taketh and you fight to keep
That what you've earned
We saw the destination got so close before it turned
Swim sideways from this undertow and do not be deterred
Floodlight dreams go drifting past
All the lines we could've had
Distant loves floating above
Close these eyes they've seen enough
Caught the butterfly broke
It's wings then put it on display
Stripped of all it's beauty once
It could not fly high away
Oh still alive like a passerby overdosed on gamma rays
Another god's creation destined to be thrown away
Sitting Bull and Crazy Horse they forged the north and west
Then you got Sitting Bulls**t as our sitting president
Oh talking to his mirror what's he say what's it say back
A tragedy of errors who'll be the last to have a laugh
His best days gone hard to admit
Throwing angry punches with nothing to hit
Luminous thoughts were once all he had
Fading lights lost eloquence
There's still a fire in the engine room
Knows relief will be coming soon
What's to be done
Carve a path for rivers reign
Much to be done
Oceans rising with the waves oh
Held by these thoughts
They refuse to slip away oh
Hangman in dreamland
About to call your name
Much to be done
Much to be
Much to be done
Much to be
Much to be done
Much to be
Much to be done