[00:00.00] 作词 : Conor Oberst
[00:00.10] 作曲 : Bright Eyes
[00:00.21]
[00:01.59]Here is a scale
[00:02.82]Weigh it out and you'll find easily
[00:05.19]
[00:06.41]More than sufficient doubt
[00:08.25]That these colors you see
[00:09.69]
[00:10.37]Were picked in advance
[00:11.78]
[00:12.41]By some careful hand
[00:13.83]
[00:14.40]With an absolute concept of beauty
[00:17.09]
[00:18.12]They are smeared and these blurs
[00:20.89]Come in random order
[00:22.22]
[00:23.08]And they color the eyes
[00:24.81]Of your former lovers
[00:26.39]
[00:27.15]Hers were green like July
[00:28.61]
[00:29.50]Except when she cried they were red
[00:32.29]
[00:35.41]Now I know a disease
[00:37.49]That these doctors can't treat
[00:39.27]
[00:40.02]You contract on the day
[00:41.98]You accept all you see
[00:43.40]
[00:44.14]Is a mirror and a mirror
[00:46.41]Is all it can be
[00:47.95]
[00:48.53]A reflection of something
[00:50.06]
[00:50.77]We're missing
[00:51.51]
[00:53.18]And language just happened
[00:54.59]
[00:55.11]It was never planned
[00:56.47]
[00:57.33]And it's inadequate to describe
[00:59.97]
[01:00.69]Where I am
[01:01.82]In the room of my house
[01:03.33]
[01:03.89]Where the light's never been
[01:05.57]
[01:06.42]Waiting for this day to end
[01:08.93]
[01:10.28]And these clocks keep unwinding
[01:11.87]
[01:12.88]And completely ignore
[01:14.36]
[01:15.49]Everything that we hate or adore
[01:18.72]
[01:19.47]Once the page of a calendar
[01:21.26]
[01:21.96]Is turned it's no more
[01:23.42]
[01:24.17]So tell me then
[01:25.49]What was it for
[01:26.81]
[01:28.56]Oh tell me
[01:30.15]What was it for

作词 : Conor Oberst
作曲 : Bright Eyes
Here is a scale
Weigh it out and you'll find easily
More than sufficient doubt
That these colors you see
Were picked in advance
By some careful hand
With an absolute concept of beauty
They are smeared and these blurs
Come in random order
And they color the eyes
Of your former lovers
Hers were green like July
Except when she cried they were red
Now I know a disease
That these doctors can't treat
You contract on the day
You accept all you see
Is a mirror and a mirror
Is all it can be
A reflection of something
We're missing
And language just happened
It was never planned
And it's inadequate to describe
Where I am
In the room of my house
Where the light's never been
Waiting for this day to end
And these clocks keep unwinding
And completely ignore
Everything that we hate or adore
Once the page of a calendar
Is turned it's no more
So tell me then
What was it for
Oh tell me
What was it for