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作词 : William Patrick Corgan |
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作曲 : William Patrick Corgan |
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Build up the fire |
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Build up the one, true love |
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I stoke the aces and stake a show of Deadman's bluff |
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Snuff out the aegis |
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Raze out the aeon flux |
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And of that fire |
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And by the ages I sought from you |
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In true blue |
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Must I alone of oceans born and make |
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And, wanton moon again be by sleep to wake |
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The workmen tires anew |
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His ship saddened along the route |
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Yet at journey's end a journey has no fools |
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What once was tender scene is now jubilee |
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And your sanctuary becomes, |
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becomes, becomes jubilee |
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God sense soul |
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They blossom under a dream |
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An orchard's child |
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Flower round you'll catch conceit |
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Not now nor will thee unmask by spectral means |
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I've known of Earth's sky |
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A robin's tears draw mist from mud |
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To slumber untouched |
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Prodigal and lame |
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Serene, yet grace born |
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Temperate, yet dead in laurels |
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From sphere and dome I yield escape |
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If there's no excuse that I could ever will to suit |
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Then how do they satisfy a vengeance I've failed to roost? |
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What once was tender scene is now jubilee |
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And your sanctuary becomes, |
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becomes, becomes, becomes jubilee |
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Lark in thy view |
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Glow worms spin sails for thy breath |
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Our faeries fairest ship sends a most oft regret |
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The virgin ground pounds proud hearts to transience |
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As sadness is one |
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A faeries strength is in the murk |
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Yet tending by firsts |
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Just who abides the melancholic kiss |
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When your upward sob's a comet called autumn from May |
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Beneath pleasure and arms astronomers trade for stars |
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But I never knew that you were one of ours |
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What once was tender scene is now jubilee |
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And your sanctuary becomes, becomes, becomes jubilee |
