Yiannis Christodoulatos at Sweetspot Productions Athens
母带工程师
歌詞
Distant sounds of the travelled roads
On which my footprints fade away
One, two, three, four are the walls around me
They seem to frown even though I obey
A thousand are the thoughts that rush
Around my tired frame
Single is the door that keeps me
Enclosed in the same, the same, the same
And the echo, the echo
Of the world
And the echo, the echo
Of the world
And the echo, the echo
Of the world
And the echo, the echo
Of the world
I'd invite you in but you're not my kin
That's just the way that the stars align
The blood that flows beneath your well-tanned skin
Ain't pulsing with the same trouble as mine
A million are the longings that rush
Up and down my crescent-shaped spine
But no burden is too heavy
When its weight is merely time
And the echo, the echo
Of the world
And the echo, the echo
Of the world
And the echo, the echo
Of the world
And the echo, the echo
Of the world
