Okkervil River - Starry Stairs
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They ask for more
What do you think this fan club is for?
I slithered up each rose corridor
I kept a warm, safe place at my core
Before I lost it
They ask for blood
What do you think this womans made of?
I stuck a small, thin pin in my thumb
They dreamt a low, long line to be crossed
And I crossed it
Im alive
But a different kind of alive
Than the way I used to be
I retire to a split, white smile to be seen
In some old stag magazine
And this girls eyes,
when they were roughly wrenched open
I could see a starry stair up your thigh
You hid behind your hair
Oh, but I saw you smiling
While all these guys, all these curious sets of eyes
Safe behind a tv screen
I let them pry, pick apart and hang up to dry
almost every piece of me
If you dont love me, Im sorry
Oh, what a trip
Oh, what a shimmering silver ship
Oh, what a hot half-life I half lived
Oh, and the stripes and stars,
how they stripped off the siding
When my life ripped
Off from the part that played as a kid
Into the part that plays through your lips
To find a warm, safe place and sit curled up inside it
So, heres goodbye
From the part thats staying behind
To the part that has to leave
To the sublime lips that were never spoiled by lying
But to the face inside the being
Who wasnt me
Who wasnt me
Oh, no, no
Shes not me
Oh, oh
编辑于2008/05/24更新

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简介：

[ti:Starry Stairs]
[ar:Okkervil River]
[al:The Stand Ins]
[by:活在当下]
[00:01.29]Okkervil River - Starry Stairs
[00:07.50]
[00:07.66] 卜超 制作
[00:16.61]
[00:17.26]They ask for more
[00:19.28]What do you think this fan club is for?
[00:23.83]I slithered up each rose corridor
[00:28.30]I kept a warm, safe place at my core
[00:32.74]Before I lost it
[00:35.24]
[00:35.44]They ask for blood
[00:37.41]What do you think this womans made of?
[00:41.77]I stuck a small, thin pin in my thumb
[00:46.28]They dreamt a low, long line to be crossed
[00:51.00]And I crossed it
[00:53.10]
[00:53.33]Im alive
[00:55.72]But a different kind of alive
[01:00.13]Than the way I used to be
[01:03.99]
[01:06.76]I retire to a split, white smile to be seen
[01:13.13]In some old stag magazine
[01:19.78]And this girls eyes,
[01:22.05]when they were roughly wrenched open
[01:26.29]I could see a starry stair up your thigh
[01:30.56]You hid behind your hair
[01:32.95]Oh, but I saw you smiling
[01:37.75]While all these guys, all these curious sets of eyes
[01:44.17]Safe behind a tv screen
[01:50.53]I let them pry, pick apart and hang up to dry
[01:57.33]almost every piece of me
[02:01.32]
[02:07.24]If you dont love me, Im sorry
[02:09.98]
[02:27.45]Oh, what a trip
[02:30.02]Oh, what a shimmering silver ship
[02:34.42]Oh, what a hot half-life I half lived
[02:38.86]Oh, and the stripes and stars,
[02:41.28]how they stripped off the siding
[02:45.60]When my life ripped
[02:47.74]Off from the part that played as a kid
[02:52.16]Into the part that plays through your lips
[02:56.52]To find a warm, safe place and sit curled up inside it
[03:03.51]
[03:03.70]So, heres goodbye
[03:05.68]From the part thats staying behind
[03:10.02]To the part that has to leave
[03:16.41]To the sublime lips that were never spoiled by lying
[03:22.98]But to the face inside the being
[03:29.63]Who wasnt me
[03:33.96]Who wasnt me
[03:35.80]Oh, no, no
[03:37.39]Shes not me
[03:40.94]Oh, oh
[03:58.73]

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