Etiket: Gregory Alan Isakov

Remember when our songs were just like prayers– 还记得我们的歌就像祈祷Like gospel hymns that you called in the air– 就像你在空中呼唤的福音赞美诗Come down, come down sweet reverence– 下来，下来甜蜜的崇敬Unto my simple house and ring– 到我简朴的房子和戒指And ring– 和环 Ring like silver, ring like gold– 戒指像银，戒指像金Ring out those ghosts on the Ohio– 把俄亥俄州的那些鬼叫出来Ring like clear day wedding bells– 像晴天婚礼的钟声响起Were we the belly…

You were a phonograph, I was a kid– 你是留声机，我还是个孩子I sat with an ear close, just listening– 我紧闭着耳朵坐着，只是在听I was there when the rain tapped her way down your face– 当雨从你脸上吹下来的时候，我在那里You were a miracle, I was just holdin your space– 你真是个奇迹，我只是守着你的空间 Well time has a way of throwing it all in your face– 好吧，时间有办法把这一切都扔在你的脸上The past, she is…