制作
出演艺人
Personal
表演者
Mason Divyang Nayyar
原声吉他
作曲和作词
Mahaut Brooks
词曲作者
歌词
In Dying of the light I left the train behind
And I didn’t care if it left without me
I had to run
Followed the rabbit down hole to here
To the mirror
Well and its fractured and its dim
So broken and so grim
And the glass is always falling to the ground
Did it make a sound
Did it make a sound
Found it here in the waste lands
To the place they all call bland
In the space in between
Yeah I guess it’s my scene
Somewhere in the sad orange dessert
I found something that was better
OnI I I ce I was lost now I’m settled in
Well I think I’ve been here once before
I couldn’t ask for more
And it came to be what seemed to be the end of the civilization
No more complication
The mirrors always there
And i think abou it
Because its just where it thought it would end up
Stationed in my mind
A sad excuse
And my pride is always falling to the ground
Did it make a sound
Did it make a sound
Found it here in the waste lands
To the place they all call bland
In the space in between
Yeah I guess it’s my scene
Somewhere in the sad orange dessert
I found something that was better
Once I was lost now I’m settled
Written by: Mahaut Brooks
