New Loneliness
作词 : Sarah Harmer
作曲 : Sarah Harmer
There is just one apple on the tree
It isn't like I'd hoped it'd be
Yesterday when there was still you
I looked, and I swear that I saw two
Maybe a wandering white tail deer
Came in the night to make it even more clear
And left me just one, a Spartan no less
To remind me of my new loneliness
Now there is just one oar leaning against the wall
What of our plans for paddles in the fall
With the reeds grown high in a winding maze
We were to follow old waterways
Maybe a hovering dragonfly
Will rest on a cattail and wonder why
There is no clamoring at the shore
Of two in a canoe with each an oar
Now there is just one pillow on the bed
Where a solitary someone lays her head
A stack of books meant to be read aloud
Closed and dusty awaiting a crowd
Maybe a spider in a high corner
Keeps his tiny eye on the still mourner
And waits for the other to slip under the cover
And relight the dark candle lit between lovers
New LonelinessLRC歌词
[00:00.000] 作词 : Sarah Harmer
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Sarah Harmer
[00:08.06]There is just one apple on the tree
[00:12.35]
[00:13.54]It isn't like I'd hoped it'd be
[00:16.25]
[00:16.85]Yesterday when there was still you
[00:20.01]
[00:20.77]I looked, and I swear that I saw two
[00:24.39]
[00:25.46]Maybe a wandering white tail deer
[00:29.18]Came in the night to make it even more clear
[00:33.26]And left me just one, a Spartan no less
[00:37.30]To remind me of my new loneliness
[00:41.73]
[00:49.41]Now there is just one oar leaning against the wall
[00:53.45]
[00:54.03]What of our plans for paddles in the fall
[00:57.92]With the reeds grown high in a winding maze
[01:02.05]We were to follow old waterways
[01:06.14]
[01:06.71]Maybe a hovering dragonfly
[01:10.37]Will rest on a cattail and wonder why
[01:14.01]
[01:14.59]There is no clamoring at the shore
[01:18.02]
[01:18.58]Of two in a canoe with each an oar
[01:23.14]
[02:07.83]Now there is just one pillow on the bed
[02:12.34]Where a solitary someone lays her head
[02:16.62]A stack of books meant to be read aloud
[02:20.08]
[02:20.85]Closed and dusty awaiting a crowd
[02:26.03]
[02:29.61]Maybe a spider in a high corner
[02:33.28]Keeps his tiny eye on the still mourner
[02:37.10]And waits for the other to slip under the cover
[02:41.00]
[02:41.56]And relight the dark candle lit between lovers
[02:47.67]
[02:49.42]
