[00:00.00] 作曲 : Breathe Owl Breathe
[00:17.88]Run off...run off...run off from the stream...
[00:25.02]Run off...run off...run off into the stream;
[00:28.62]Water rolls over me.
[00:39.30]Run off...run off...run off through that screen...
[00:46.20]Stop that;
[00:49.80]They're pokin' fun at all the words that you write...
[00:56.22]I stayed up all night.
[01:15.15]I put the easel by the window so i could see you;
[01:22.47]I put the glass of water up to my mouth so I could swallow.
[01:27.27]The water rolls endlessly.
[01:37.26]Stop that;
[01:40.62]They're pokin' fun at all the words that you write...
[01:47.13]I stayed up all night.
[02:16.74]I set up a still life;
[02:22.77]Still life moves around me.
[02:30.96]I set up a still life...
[02:32.79]Still life...
[02:37.23]Still life moves around me.
[02:45.63]Well the way that water's flowin'...
[02:47.61]Gives the illusion that everything goes on...and on...
[02:53.49]Well it don't.
[03:04.05]And I know
[03:04.56]you're disappointed...
[03:14.46]Well this heart was a stone,
[03:28.92]this heart was turnin' cold...
[03:39.66]Well you put a paintbrush in my hand,
[03:43.92]and water breaks through the dam;
[03:47.16]And this stone is collectin' moss.
[03:56.34]And I'm turnin' soft;
[04:03.84]So run off...
[04:07.62]Stop that;
[04:11.13]They're pokin' fun at all the words that we write...
[04:15.63]Stayin' up all night.

作曲 : Breathe Owl Breathe
Run off...run off...run off from the stream...
Run off...run off...run off into the stream;
Water rolls over me.
Run off...run off...run off through that screen...
Stop that;
They're pokin' fun at all the words that you write...
I stayed up all night.
I put the easel by the window so i could see you;
I put the glass of water up to my mouth so I could swallow.
The water rolls endlessly.
Stop that;
They're pokin' fun at all the words that you write...
I stayed up all night.
I set up a still life;
Still life moves around me.
I set up a still life...
Still life...
Still life moves around me.
Well the way that water's flowin'...
Gives the illusion that everything goes on...and on...
Well it don't.
And I know
you're disappointed...
Well this heart was a stone,
this heart was turnin' cold...
Well you put a paintbrush in my hand,
and water breaks through the dam;
And this stone is collectin' moss.
And I'm turnin' soft;
So run off...
Stop that;
They're pokin' fun at all the words that we write...
Stayin' up all night.