Tiny Voices
Bad Religion"Tiny Voices" เป็นเพลงของ Bad Religion, 1994, Pop ความยาว 2:06, 26 lines / 221 words
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0:12The brown and orange sky holds its breath
0:15As the sun retreats to the distant horizon
0:19And our hearts palpitate anxiously as we soon will lay supine
0:23And wait for sleep to overcome us
0:32And from somewhere in our black subconscious minds when we're asleep
0:35Comes a haunting swelling mass of voices resonating
0:38It screams of forgotten victims and the cries of innocence
0:42And the desperate plea for recognition and recompense
0:45Tiny voices
0:48Echoes of our heritage our long and sallow faces turn the other way
0:53Tiny voices
0:57Harbored deep within as we outwardly deny that they have something to say
1:01And if you don't confront them they will never go away
1:11The billions of tiny pinhole embers fade into a morning sky
1:15Filled with poignant morose wonder
1:18Waking to bear a cosmetic peace that verifies the turmoil
1:22That we carry deep inside
1:37And from somewhere in our black subconscious minds when we're asleep
1:40Comes a haunting swelling mass of voices resonating
1:43It screams of forgotten victims and the cries of innocence
1:46And the desperate plea for recognition and recompense
1:50Tiny voices
1:53Echoes of our heritage our long and sallow faces turn the other way
1:58Tiny voices
2:01Harbored deep within as we outwardly deny that they have something to say
2:06And if we don't confront them they will never go away
The brown and orange sky holds its breath As the sun retreats to the distant horizon And our hearts palpitate anxiously as we soon will lay supine And wait for sleep to overcome us And from somewhere in our black subconscious minds when we're asleep Comes a haunting swelling mass of voices resonating It screams of forgotten victims and the cries of innocence And the desperate plea for recognition and recompense Tiny voices Echoes of our heritage our long and sallow faces turn the other way Tiny voices Harbored deep within as we outwardly deny that they have something to say And if you don't confront them they will never go away The billions of tiny pinhole embers fade into a morning sky Filled with poignant morose wonder Waking to bear a cosmetic peace that verifies the turmoil That we carry deep inside And from somewhere in our black subconscious minds when we're asleep Comes a haunting swelling mass of voices resonating It screams of forgotten victims and the cries of innocence And the desperate plea for recognition and recompense Tiny voices Echoes of our heritage our long and sallow faces turn the other way Tiny voices Harbored deep within as we outwardly deny that they have something to say And if we don't confront them they will never go away
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