Joanna Newsom - You And Me, Bess
LRC by lzh, from jiangxi pingxiang
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We picked our way
down to the beach,
watching the waves
dragging out of our reach:
tangling tails, like a sodden sheet;
dangling entrails
from the gut of the sea.
Hoarding our meals (alfalfa and rolls);
trying not to catch
the cold eyes of the gulls--
I hope Mother Nature has not
overheard!
(Though, she doles out hurt
like a puking bird.)
We stayed for the winter.
No-one told us
about the laws of the land.
I hold my own.
But you, with your hunger--
you, on the other hand--
make yourself known.
And when we were found,
I know we both grieved.
My heart made the sound of
snow falling from eaves.
You and me, Bess,
we were as thick as thieves.
So I swore, nonetheless, up and down,

You And Me, Bess歌词

Joanna Newsom

简介：

[ti:You And Me, Bess]
[ar:Joanna Newsom]
[al:Have One On Me]
[by:李泽昊]
[00:-4.00]Joanna Newsom - You And Me, Bess
[00:-3.00]LRC by lzh, from jiangxi pingxiang
[00:-2.00]@ www.1ting.com @
[04:50.44][03:07.01][01:54.95][01:18.92][00:42.93][00:-1.00]
[00:06.97]We picked our way
[00:12.14]down to the beach,
[00:17.28]watching the waves
[00:22.42]dragging out of our reach:
[00:27.55]tangling tails, like a sodden sheet;
[00:32.67]dangling entrails
[00:37.80]from the gut of the sea.
[00:48.06]Hoarding our meals (alfalfa and rolls);
[00:53.17]trying not to catch
[00:58.30]the cold eyes of the gulls--
[00:58.45]I hope Mother Nature has not
[01:03.56]overheard!
[01:08.68](Though, she doles out hurt
[01:13.81]like a puking bird.)
[01:24.06]We stayed for the winter.
[01:29.17]No-one told us
[01:34.29]about the laws of the land.
[01:39.43]I hold my own.
[01:39.57]But you, with your hunger--
[01:44.68]you, on the other hand--
[01:49.82]make yourself known.
[02:00.04]And when we were found,
[02:05.16]I know we both grieved.
[02:05.30]My heart made the sound of
[02:10.41]snow falling from eaves.
[02:15.53]You and me, Bess,
[02:20.66]we were as thick as thieves.
[02:25.80]So I swore, nonetheless, up and down,
[02:30.93]it was only me.
[02:36.05]They took me away,
[02:41.17]and, after some time
[02:46.31]studying my case,
[02:46.46]must have made up their minds.
[02:51.56]By the time you realized I was dying,
[02:56.69]it must have been too late.
[03:01.84]I believe you were not lying.
[03:12.16]It is the day.
[03:17.32]I wake,
[03:22.47]with my ears cocked up like a gun
[03:22.62](like every day, of course),
[03:27.78]yanked by my wrists
[03:32.93]to the sugar-front courtyard--
[03:38.09]now tell me, what have I done?
[03:43.23]It seems I have stolen a horse.
[03:48.38]I step to the gallows.
[03:53.53]Who do you think you are--
[03:53.69]arching your hooves like a crane,
[03:58.85]in the shallow gutter
[04:04.02]that lines the