歌词千寻
Rhymes
of
Goodbye
-
Scott
Walker.I've
come
far
from
chains
of
metal
and
stoneFrom
makeshift
designs,
And
seeking
a
starTo
grab
for
the
truth,
To
keep
myself
warmI
turn
and
it's
gone
gone,
You
smile
and
it's
born.The
rhymes
of
our
women's,
A
river
that
never
endsThe
Rhymes
of
Dimension,
Surrounds
us
with
fire
and
friendsAnd
roaring
through
darknessThe
Night
children
flyI
still
hear
them
singing
the
rhymes
of
goodbye...There's
nothing
within,
but
within
says
a
voiceThat's
still
my
Empire,
And
I've
got
a
choice.It's
healers
of
death,It
still
got
a
fireAnd
I
keep
it
burning,
with
hands
of
desire.The
bells
of
our
senses
can
cost
us
our
prideCan
toll
out
the
boundaries
that
level
our
livesCan
slash
like
the
sunlight
through
shadows
and
cracksOur
nakedness
calling,
Our
nakedness
backThe
rhyme
of
our
passions,
Find
beaty
in
loving
love