[ti:Baby's Breath] [ar:Bill Callahan] [al:Apocalypse] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Baby's Breath - Bill Callahan (比尔·卡拉汉) [00:12.11]There grows a w**d looks like a flower [00:20.38]Looks like baby's breath on a mirror [00:33.26]My girl and I rushed atop the altar [00:44.55]The sacrifice was made [00:49.94]It was not easy undertaking [00:59.85]The root's grip sucked like a living grave [01:26.55]Oh young girl at the wedding [01:33.80]Baby's breath in her hair [01:41.58]A crowning lace above her face [01:48.54]That'll last a day before it turns to hay [01:57.61]Good plans are made by hand [02:06.18]I'd cut a clearing in the land [02:15.09]For a little bed [02:23.91]For her to cry comfortable in [02:41.53]And each day I looked out on the land [02:50.78]And I wondered what all was gone [02:57.68]Until I saw it was lucky old me [03:06.09]How could I run without losing anything [03:14.72]How could I run without becoming lean [03:21.60]It was agreed [03:25.39]It was a greed [03:29.21]It was me tearing out the baby's breath [03:43.52]Oh I am a helpless man [03:48.16]So help me [03:54.42]I'm on my knees [03:58.78]Gardening [04:07.61]It was not a w**d it was a flower [04:16.74]My baby's gone [04:19.24]Oh where has my baby gone [04:25.92]She was not a w**d she was a flower [04:52.84]And now I know you must reap what you sow [04:59.47]Or sing [05:08.22]Yes now I know you must reap what you sow [05:14.81]Or sing