《A Beautiful Thing(Explicit)》歌词

[00:00:00] A Beautiful Thing - Qwel

[00:00:25] These city lights steadily strike him like a plague on his brain

[00:00:28] His face strains to see what's right fighting through the razor blade rays

[00:00:32] The haze blinding his mind while he's taking this train

[00:00:35] The grey gates and the rain falling upon the crates where they play

[00:00:38] Just meditate for eight seconds but as he settles it sways

[00:00:41] And makes its way through this ghetto in this incredible maze

[00:00:44] We blaze the pace of great cellos played the mellowest bass

[00:00:48] And the tone of zonin off lost in the gloss of the yellowish flame

[00:00:51] Saints and felons sit and kids flip the metal with paint

[00:00:54] Amidst the tainted hellos and fellows with cells

[00:00:57] Jaded it's safest with his headphones left in its indelible shell

[00:01:01] Sweltered storm starts to break the grey melting away

[00:01:04] Nods his head towards an elder faded faces in panes

[00:01:07] To pray a thanks out for this shelter pain just fades from his face

[00:01:10] Its amazing to his faith to embrace the grace of the day

[00:01:13] Shave the weight the forming hate and shorties hanging this crate

[00:01:16] Replace the swarming lack therefore with the patience of saints

[00:01:20] Await the waking morning glory breaking rays in his wake

[00:01:23] Making his way the same train but he will make it today

[00:01:26] And he might wake up okay unscathed to smell the roses

[00:01:29] Stretch and yawn for the dawn once with all that would oppose it

[00:01:32] Behold it in its light in this life in the hopes the focus soaks in

[00:01:36] And a token for the saving grace thanks that the most gives

[00:01:39] He witnessed stints where the showers flipped the hours to months

[00:01:42] And binged for years upon the fringe of clearing clouds in his clutch

[00:01:45] No silver lining in his grip without the power of a touch

[00:01:49] Missed amidst the dirt and sh*t from which the flowers just sprung

[00:01:52] Its funny how it does that at times reminds him ours is to love

[00:01:55] Our duty through these gritty city scapes and how were just stuck

[00:01:58] Under the thunder weather changes though some drown in the rush

[00:02:01] Round and round she spins it out power found in the sun

[00:02:05] The changed frame same train clanging howling above

[00:02:08] Then some shun the knowledge when the rain came some hours it floods

[00:02:11] And rusts it down to dirt and powder but its powerful cause

[00:02:14] Clouds clear to steer the light life rises out of the mud

[00:02:17] Round and round she spins sits down and down he sinks

[00:02:20] Thinks it out without an inch without a glimpse

[00:02:22] And hits him hard as ice and artificial life melting out sinking down

[00:02:26] Around the brink

[00:02:27] Of thinking about the change in man and man about to change in me

[00:02:30] And he might wake up okay unscathed to smell the roses

[00:02:33] Stretch and yawn for the dawn once with all that would oppose it

[00:02:36] Behold it in its light in this life in the hopes the focus soaks in

[00:02:40] And a token for the saving grace thanks that the most gives