Absinthe Makes the Heart Grow Fonder-Jason Webley

[00:00.000] 作曲 : Jason Webley [00:27.01]After a couple glasses, [00:32.40]The floorboards don't feel so secure. [00:37.27]And I'm afraid I could really go down tonight. [00:47.59]I'm out-numbered by the ashes, [00:51.76]Held hostage by the door. [00:56.66]And the air in here is so damn loud tonight. [01:06.75]But I've got this old four-by-six photograph, [01:11.38]Your face pressed up against my shoulder, [01:17.24]Little pools of salt mark where tears have dried. [01:25.72]And I've got this big needle stuck in my chest, [01:30.55]So deep it's starting to tickle. [01:36.39]I'm a thousand miles from the chimera I chase. [01:47.15]Love is a sadness with a face. [02:03.04]There's a darkness in all wanting, [02:07.01]My intentions all feel stained, [02:11.59]And the Devil keeps filling my glass tonight. [02:21.08]My adrenaline is clotting, [02:25.18]And the faces in here all seem strange. [02:30.18]But I just want to touch something that'll last tonight. [02:40.03]If I could just taste one sip of an answer, [02:44.39]Maybe I could break out of this drunkard's prison. [02:49.56]I'm homesick for a place I might have never seen. [02:58.96]Something more than these old feet brought me here, [03:03.52]So these feet can't take me away. [03:09.63]No I didn't get here on my own, [03:18.59]Whoever brought me here's gonna have to bring me home. [04:03.51] But I've got this old four-by-six photograph, [04:08.14]Your face pressed up against my shoulder, [04:13.19]Little pools of salt mark where tears have dried. [04:22.85]Something more than these old feet brought me here, [04:27.49]So these feet can't take me away. [04:33.54] I'm a thousand miles from the chimera I chase. [04:45.40]Home is a sadness, not a place.