The Victory of Buckets and Doors
[00:14]My childhood, lopsided, crumbs, trouble, clear-sighted and leaning up against the wall
[00:26]We'd sellotape the apples back on while they were ripe
[00:33]sticking to our story every time
[00:40]We stood there, same mischief, same background, shame-chagrin with hands behind our backs and our eyes faced down
[00:52]We'd celebrate the victory of buckets and doors
[00:59]smiling all the way out the front door
[01:07]How I longed to hold her hand
[01:14]how I longed to touch her face
[01:20]how I longed to hear a sound
[01:25]come from that phone
[01:29]from far across the town
[01:32]That night when all went to hell I thought
[01:38]we'd never see the thorns pulled out of our poor old toes
[01:45]We'd imitate the noises that we thought we should make
[01:52]howling at the wind and our mistakes
[01:59]How I longed to touch her hand
[02:06]how I longed to see her face
[02:13]how I longed to hear a sound
[02:17]come from that voice
[02:21]from far across the land
The Victory of Buckets and DoorsLRC歌词
[00:14]My childhood, lopsided, crumbs, trouble, clear-sighted and leaning up against the wall
[00:26]We'd sellotape the apples back on while they were ripe
[00:33]sticking to our story every time
[00:40]We stood there, same mischief, same background, shame-chagrin with hands behind our backs and our eyes faced down
[00:52]We'd celebrate the victory of buckets and doors
[00:59]smiling all the way out the front door
[01:07]How I longed to hold her hand
[01:14]how I longed to touch her face
[01:20]how I longed to hear a sound
[01:25]come from that phone
[01:29]from far across the town
[01:32]That night when all went to hell I thought
[01:38]we'd never see the thorns pulled out of our poor old toes
[01:45]We'd imitate the noises that we thought we should make
[01:52]howling at the wind and our mistakes
[01:59]How I longed to touch her hand
[02:06]how I longed to see her face
[02:13]how I longed to hear a sound
[02:17]come from that voice
[02:21]from far across the land
