《1855》歌词

[00:00:00] 1855 - Justin Rutledge

[00:00:18] What would walter do if he'd run into you

[00:00:29] Laying down among the blades of grass

[00:00:39] He'd turn the pages slow as histories of snow

[00:00:50] Speaking like each word would be his last

[00:01:21] So I give you a ring made of fiddle string

[00:01:31] And I can hear the trumpets from the hills

[00:01:42] The words I love the best are the words that you undress

[00:01:52] As flowers crowd the open windowsills

[00:02:03] Everything depends on a grove where the river bends

[00:02:13] Where I imagine waking up with you

[00:02:24] With you and I alive in 1855

[00:02:34] Today the skies are colorblind and blue

[00:03:26] The lighthouse keeper cheered the old man and his beard

[00:03:36] But he swallowed up the last of all our gin

[00:03:47] He stumbled home alone to the shipwrecks and the storm

[00:03:58] Wishing he was where your voice had been

[00:04:08] Everything depends on the time when the money ends

[00:04:18] When we ain't got a penny or a clue

[00:04:29] With you and I alive in 1855

[00:04:39] Today the skies are colorblind and blue

[00:04:50] Everything depends on the way that you move your hands

[00:05:00] And draw the curtains wide to see the view

[00:05:10] With you and I alive in 1855

[00:05:21] Today the skies are colorblind and blue