story high歌词

[ti:The Great Wide Open]
[ar:Funeral For A Friend]
[al:Tales Don't Tell Themselves]
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[00:00.00]Funeral For A Friend - The Great Wide Open
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[00:00.51]Spitting from the bridges
[00:03.48]like a bird perched on a branch
[00:06.99]i'm wilting like a tree
[00:10.01]that will never let me breathe
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[00:13.93]Soul soldier with your gun held high
[00:17.18]where does the crow fly
[00:20.43]soul soldier with your gun held high
[00:23.71]will you follow it home
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[00:27.42]For the road that we walk
[00:30.81]has more miles left to talk
[00:33.93]stories on and on we go
[00:37.11]into the great wide open
[00:40.05]
[00:46.71]No it never came back to break me
[00:50.23]the way it broke it down
[00:53.52]spitting from the bridges
[00:55.69]while the trees give a soft sigh to the ground
[00:59.58]Soul sailor with your flag held high
[01:03.00]where does the crow fly
[01:06.19]soul sailor with your flag held high
[01:09.41]will you follow it home
[01:11.43]
[01:13.25]For the road that we walk
[01:16.43]has more miles left to talk
[01:19.65]stories on and on we go
[01:22.78]into the great wide open
[01:25.72]
[01:26.28]For the road that we walk
[01:29.47]has more miles left to talk
[01:32.68]stories on and on we go
[01:35.76]into the great wide open
[01:38.97]into the great wide open
[01:41.75]Woh The rush of the flood
[01:47.41]sends the blood to my head
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[01:54.82]Woh The rush of the flood
[02:00.45]sends the blood to my head
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[02:14.82]Soul soldier with your gun held high
[02:18.04]where does the crow fly
[02:21.28]soul soldier with your gun held high
[02:24.59]will you follow it home
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[02:27.35]The rush of the flood
[02:33.14]sends the blood to my head
[02:40.46]The rush of the flood
[02:46.18]sends the blood to my head
[02:52.37]
[02:53.58]Climb out....over me
[03:05.79]
[03:06.69]Climb out....ohh...over me
[03:19.72]into the great wide open
[03:29.63] 制作END