I Could Only Stand By-The Weather Station

[00:00.000] 作词 : Tamara Lindeman [00:00.191] 作曲 : Tamara Lindeman [00:00.382] [00:16.207] You could go for hours, months, and days [00:25.709] In that half-hearted, pinched kind of way [00:32.614] And you don’t get too often to the bruise-coloured lake [00:39.866] To stand, hands in your pockets [00:48.784] Sometimes you don’t see nothing much there: [00:56.304] Sunken old moorings, rusted-out stairs, and white sailboats against the sky [01:11.002] Not really knowing what you came there to find [01:22.058] Not the building’s concrete spines [01:29.496] Not the bitterness you always can divine [01:35.179] And pull from your heart like so much twine [01:43.490] Ravelling, unravelling, ravelling fine [01:51.896] You got pretty lost there in your own mind [01:59.112] Pathways to hallways to doorways blind [02:07.190] All through the winter I could only stand by [02:14.309] Watching you wake to the hardest kind of trouble [02:23.584] With no guiding line [02:31.742] I stood beside you, thin as a kite, wincing in the wind’s cool bite [02:45.870] Telling me you’ll never get nothing right [02:54.360] Laughing as you said it, in the low sunlight – [03:01.980] So brief in November, and impossibly bright [03:08.803]