Boreal (Phantoms Rremix)-Hundred Waters
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[00:45.57]There's a pleasant port where a boy fixed his course
[02:10.86]On a lesser trodden landscape north
[02:22.77]On his journey boreal met one corporeal
[03:00.81]One returning journey forth
[03:20.58]What draws you to the barren there he said
[04:05.76]That land is nothing but dampen dread
[04:06.63]And sour berries and rotten cherries
[04:10.29]And icy rime and that snowy snowy pine
[04:13.56]That bleak bare lawn is woebegone
[04:16.86]But carry carry carry on
[04:17.43]Oh no he said You must have misunderstood
[04:19.80]It's not though land's comestible goods
[04:20.49]Not the berry that I seek
[04:21.36]The way it hangs on the arrow wood
[04:22.29]And I am not after that snowy shawl
[04:23.04]But the way the faint flakes float and fall
[04:23.97]And to me that alabaster milky rime
[04:25.59]Is as sweet as sugar and just as fine
[04:26.76]I don't care one bit that the pines are gone
[04:30.03]But I do care what they look like at dawn
[04:32.91]I'm not concerned that their life is drawn
[04:36.03]But what happens to the land without their brawn
[04:37.20]And so his journey goes though his story's old
[06:54.69]But a tale is not trite if it's still being told
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[al:]
[by:时间戳工具V2.0_20200810]
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[00:45.57]There's a pleasant port where a boy fixed his course
[02:10.86]On a lesser trodden landscape north
[02:22.77]On his journey boreal met one corporeal
[03:00.81]One returning journey forth
[03:20.58]What draws you to the barren there he said
[04:05.76]That land is nothing but dampen dread
[04:06.63]And sour berries and rotten cherries
[04:10.29]And icy rime and that snowy snowy pine
[04:13.56]That bleak bare lawn is woebegone
[04:16.86]But carry carry carry on
[04:17.43]Oh no he said You must have misunderstood
[04:19.80]It's not though land's comestible goods
[04:20.49]Not the berry that I seek
[04:21.36]The way it hangs on the arrow wood
[04:22.29]And I am not after that snowy shawl
[04:23.04]But the way the faint flakes float and fall
[04:23.97]And to me that alabaster milky rime
[04:25.59]Is as sweet as sugar and just as fine
[04:26.76]I don't care one bit that the pines are gone
[04:30.03]But I do care what they look like at dawn
[04:32.91]I'm not concerned that their life is drawn
[04:36.03]But what happens to the land without their brawn
[04:37.20]And so his journey goes though his story's old
[06:54.69]But a tale is not trite if it's still being told
