文本歌词

Pompeii - Scott Bradlee's Postmodern Jukebox/Tony DeSare
I was left to my own devices
Many days fell away with nothing to show
And the walls kept tumbling down in the city that we love
Great clouds roll over the hills bringing darkness from above
But if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like
Nothing changed at all and if you close your eyes
Almost feel like you've been here before
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
We were caught up and lost in all
Of our vices
In your pose is the dust settled around us
And the walls kept tumbling down in the city that we love
Gray clouds roll over the hills bringing darkness from above
But if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like
Nothing changed at all and if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like
You've been here before
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
Eh eh o eh o
Eh eh o eh o
Eh eh o eh o
Eh eh o eh o
Eh eh o eh o
Eh eh o eh o
Eh eh o eh o eh
Where do we begin
The rubble or our sins
Where do we begin
The rubble or our sins
And the walls kept tumbling down in the city that we love
Gray clouds roll over the hills bringing darkness from above
But if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like
Nothing changed at all and if you close your eyes
Does it almost feel like
You've been here before
How am I gonna be an optimist about this
How am I gonna be an optimist about this