《Rag n Bone》歌词

[00:00:00] Rag N Bone (破烂物) - Tor Miller

[00:00:07] I trudge along the cobble streets

[00:00:12] I rolled my ankle and bruised my feet

[00:00:17] And dragged with me these broken things

[00:00:25] This springtime air is soft and sweet

[00:00:29] Falls on my head so heavily

[00:00:34] From the window sounds of revelry

[00:00:38] Roll off my aching spine

[00:00:42] And I pick the fat right off the man

[00:00:47] Sift through his stress and cut my hand

[00:00:51] On the blade side edge of the dusty fan

[00:00:58] Rag n Bone

[00:01:02] It's a call to those inside their homes

[00:01:07] Who wish away

[00:01:11] All the weight and disarray

[00:01:16] Jagged stones

[00:01:20] As they talk to me I walk alone

[00:01:25] And ring my bell

[00:01:29] Ring it loud and ring it well

[00:01:44] A man stands out his own front door

[00:01:48] His wife peeks out the second floor

[00:01:53] And empties every single drawer

[00:01:57] Atop his sinking head

[00:02:01] What once was sweet will soon go stale

[00:02:05] Not even love always prevails

[00:02:10] But I exist to my avail

[00:02:16] Rag n Bone

[00:02:20] It's a call to those inside their homes

[00:02:25] Who wish away

[00:02:29] All the weight and disarray

[00:02:33] Jagged stones

[00:02:38] As they talk to me I walk alone

[00:02:42] And ring my bell

[00:02:46] Ring it loud and ring it well

[00:02:57] Oh

[00:03:04] Oh