文本歌词

Scarecrows And Lilacs - Brett Anderson
The scarecrow waits on the hill all day
And a sparrow calls as the evening falls
We covered the mountain like snow;
We covered the forest like crows
But were lie down where the lilacs grow
Your hands look small
And the skin is so cold
With your nails all cracked
Like beetles backs
Their cover the village like ghosts
Their cover the mountain like crows
But their find us
Where our blood meets the snow
Where the lilacs grow