[00:00.00] 作词 : Taylor Goldsmith
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Taylor Goldsmith
[01:39.30]A morning fog descends upon the late night's cheapest thrills
[01:46.62]The most committed socialites see the sunrise in the hills
[01:54.06]Mistakes are slowly realized, memories distilled
[02:03.36]And the static starts to fade
[02:05.37]From the laughter of the maniac, to the the songbirds melody
[02:16.17]From the howling of the sirens, to the swaying of the trees
[02:23.88]It fuses all the together to find the the perfect frequency
[02:32.70]And it forever ricochets
[02:34.53]Into a sound that no one made
[03:00.99]I look up to see you slowing down while signaling a right
[03:09.00]The older man behind us now is flashing you his brights
[03:16.20]We both seem so distracted by this growing appetite
[03:25.50]To punish and persuade
[03:31.26]So a silent conversation gets directed toward the view
[03:38.97]The curses and the branches describes the
[03:46.14]The words like "I am sorry" and "I'm still in love with you"
[03:54.75]Become a debt that won't get paid
[07:09.60]Just a sound that no one made
[07:10.47]And how you're rolling down the window to the city's radiation
[07:14.61]The connected dreams still dancing through the sky
[07:24.90]I just need someone to listen to the strange and dark existence
[07:29.52]For the consolation of knowing that you tried
[07:41.70]And as we pulled off the freeway, the hospital appears
[07:48.87]I see a man up in the window and the back end of the ears
[07:56.31]And I image him in there dying with that ringing in the ears
[08:05.49]That we all end up with someday
[08:07.89]And now there's a message in those symptoms, a morbid sort of sign
[08:19.80]The ominous reminder of the body's slow decline
[08:26.43]As constant as a heartbeat but stronger overtime
[08:35.79]While the rest of us decays
[08:42.60]Listening to the sound that no one made

作词 : Taylor Goldsmith
作曲 : Taylor Goldsmith
A morning fog descends upon the late night's cheapest thrills
The most committed socialites see the sunrise in the hills
Mistakes are slowly realized, memories distilled
And the static starts to fade
From the laughter of the maniac, to the the songbirds melody
From the howling of the sirens, to the swaying of the trees
It fuses all the together to find the the perfect frequency
And it forever ricochets
Into a sound that no one made
I look up to see you slowing down while signaling a right
The older man behind us now is flashing you his brights
We both seem so distracted by this growing appetite
To punish and persuade
So a silent conversation gets directed toward the view
The curses and the branches describes the
The words like "I am sorry" and "I'm still in love with you"
Become a debt that won't get paid
Just a sound that no one made
And how you're rolling down the window to the city's radiation
The connected dreams still dancing through the sky
I just need someone to listen to the strange and dark existence
For the consolation of knowing that you tried
And as we pulled off the freeway, the hospital appears
I see a man up in the window and the back end of the ears
And I image him in there dying with that ringing in the ears
That we all end up with someday
And now there's a message in those symptoms, a morbid sort of sign
The ominous reminder of the body's slow decline
As constant as a heartbeat but stronger overtime
While the rest of us decays
Listening to the sound that no one made