[00:00.00] 作词 : Justin Vernon
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Justin Vernon
[00:08.56]This my excavation and to-day is Kumran
[00:26.88]Everything that happens is from now on
[00:33.59]This is pouring rain, this is paralysed
[00:44.35]I keep throwing it down two
[00:53.65]Hundred at a time
[01:01.81]It's hard to find it when you knew it
[01:08.72]When your money's gone and you're drunk as hell
[01:21.69]On your back with the racks as the stacks of your load
[01:28.41]In the back with the racks and the stacks are your load
[01:35.91]In the back with the racks and you're unstacking your load
[01:48.34]I've been twisting to the sun
[01:56.44]I needed to replace
[02:05.65]And the fountain in the front yard is rusted out
[02:12.06]All my love was down in a frozen ground
[02:23.09]There's a black crow sitting across from me
[02:31.85]His wiry legs are crossed
[02:40.94]He's dangling my keys, he even fakes a toss
[02:47.61]Whatever could it be that has brought me to this loss?
[03:03.41]On your back with your racks as the stacks of your load
[03:10.51]In the back with the racks and the stacks of your load
[03:17.85]In the back with your racks and you're unstacking your load
[03:26.34]This is not the sound of a new man
[03:35.57]Or a crispy realisation
[03:44.28]It's the sound of me unlocking and you lift away
[03:51.29]Your love will be safe with me
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作词 : Justin Vernon
作曲 : Justin Vernon
This my excavation and to-day is Kumran
Everything that happens is from now on
This is pouring rain, this is paralysed
I keep throwing it down two
Hundred at a time
It's hard to find it when you knew it
When your money's gone and you're drunk as hell
On your back with the racks as the stacks of your load
In the back with the racks and the stacks are your load
In the back with the racks and you're unstacking your load
I've been twisting to the sun
I needed to replace
And the fountain in the front yard is rusted out
All my love was down in a frozen ground
There's a black crow sitting across from me
His wiry legs are crossed
He's dangling my keys, he even fakes a toss
Whatever could it be that has brought me to this loss?
On your back with your racks as the stacks of your load
In the back with the racks and the stacks of your load
In the back with your racks and you're unstacking your load
This is not the sound of a new man
Or a crispy realisation
It's the sound of me unlocking and you lift away
Your love will be safe with me