[00:00.00] 作词 : Mike Kerr/Ben Thatcher
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Mike Kerr/Ben Thatcher
[00:06.52]Took a lonely feeling
[00:07.92]Just to let the meaning sink like the sun goes down
[00:12.00]Never close to heaven felt my feet
[00:14.06]were burning from the same red hot ground
[00:16.76]There's blood on my hands
[00:19.23]There's blood on my hands, yeah there's blood
[00:27.87]It's getting hard to listen
[00:29.34]When the clock is ticking,
[00:30.64]counting down the days gone by
[00:33.29]Praying for an answer to another question
[00:36.03]that will only bleed you dry
[00:37.98]You won't understand
[00:40.38]With your head in the sand, no you won't
[00:48.21]But I'll curse the ground where you kneel
[00:53.35]'Till I grow my hair to my heels
[00:59.37]Spike your water your wine
[01:04.17]While you waste my precious time
[01:13.16]Everytime I'm drinking
[01:14.42]Try to stop my thinking about the things
[01:16.62]I've said and done
[01:18.50]Stop the world from turning faster than
[01:20.62]I'm learning not to just hide and run
[01:23.23]You won't understand
[01:25.68]With your head in the sand, no you won't
[01:34.50]Love came and went faster
[01:36.30]than a penny spent in a slot machine
[01:39.96]Nowhere near the devil
[01:41.21]just somewhere in between you and me
[01:44.89]Sworn to secrecy
[01:49.57]But I'll curse the ground where you kneel
[01:54.58]'Till I grow my hair to my heels
[02:00.62]Spike your water your wine
[02:05.59]There's blood on my hands
[02:08.12]There's blood on my hands
[02:10.80]There's blood on my hands
[02:13.66]Yeah there's blood on my hands
[02:15.89]yeah there's blood
[02:38.04]And on my hands there's gone
[02:54.61]Took a lonely feeling
[02:55.97]Just to let the meaning sink like the sun goes down
[02:59.84]Never close to heaven felt my feet
[03:01.99]were burning from the same red hot ground

作词 : Mike Kerr/Ben Thatcher
作曲 : Mike Kerr/Ben Thatcher
Took a lonely feeling
Just to let the meaning sink like the sun goes down
Never close to heaven felt my feet
were burning from the same red hot ground
There's blood on my hands
There's blood on my hands, yeah there's blood
It's getting hard to listen
When the clock is ticking,
counting down the days gone by
Praying for an answer to another question
that will only bleed you dry
You won't understand
With your head in the sand, no you won't
But I'll curse the ground where you kneel
'Till I grow my hair to my heels
Spike your water your wine
While you waste my precious time
Everytime I'm drinking
Try to stop my thinking about the things
I've said and done
Stop the world from turning faster than
I'm learning not to just hide and run
You won't understand
With your head in the sand, no you won't
Love came and went faster
than a penny spent in a slot machine
Nowhere near the devil
just somewhere in between you and me
Sworn to secrecy
But I'll curse the ground where you kneel
'Till I grow my hair to my heels
Spike your water your wine
There's blood on my hands
There's blood on my hands
There's blood on my hands
Yeah there's blood on my hands
yeah there's blood
And on my hands there's gone
Took a lonely feeling
Just to let the meaning sink like the sun goes down
Never close to heaven felt my feet
were burning from the same red hot ground