《Turbulence》歌词

[00:00:00] Turbulence - Fred Thomas

[00:00:00] You were a journalist

[00:00:03] When we first kissed

[00:00:06] And I held my breath and waited

[00:00:08] For the world to turn inside me

[00:00:12] But you f**ked me up somethin' serious

[00:00:18] And left a mess for

[00:00:19] Whoever next would come along and find me

[00:00:24] Lane Lane

[00:00:28] Hiding in the corners of your heart

[00:00:31] Sleeping in the backseat of your car

[00:00:36] Lane Lane

[00:00:41] Sleeping beneath you on your floor

[00:00:43] Sleeping on your back porch

[00:00:47] Even the birds would sing of the sweltering

[00:00:54] Summer of unprecedented

[00:00:56] Nervous sleep and nightmares

[00:01:00] There was something else

[00:01:02] I had to sing myself

[00:01:06] A song of love was coming up

[00:01:09] But never really gets there

[00:01:12] Loneliest art of loneliness

[00:01:18] Was always lost on you

[00:01:24] The intricate emptiness

[00:01:31] One plus two

[00:01:46] Now all the scientists and mathematicians

[00:01:52] Are sorting through your garbage

[00:01:55] To try to find evidence about you

[00:01:58] But soon enough they too will be left

[00:02:04] Because live or die you realize

[00:02:07] The world still turns without you

[00:02:10] Lane Lane

[00:02:15] Hiding in the corners of your heart

[00:02:18] Sleeping in the backseat of your car

[00:02:23] Lane Lane

[00:02:28] Sleeping beneath you on the floor

[00:02:30] Sleeping on your back porch