歌词
Bombay Bicycle Club - My God
All the highs are downwards
All your fumble words are spent
Paying no attention
To the thoughts of your dear friend
No point louder
The sound of my power
Sink in deeper
Further each hour
My God
When our flower's fading
When our stem begins to fold
I will take off quietly
Like a bird that flees the cold
My God (x7)
专辑信息
1.Cheerio
3.Aqualung
7.Teacher
15.Sweet Dream
20.Heavy Horses
21.Broadsword
23.My God
29.Guitar Solo
34.Bourée
38.The Whistler
39.My God
41.Nobody's Car
42.***** Willow
44.Seal Driver
45.Budapest
51.Passion Jig