Представляем точный текст композиции "Barrel Jumping (A Man Of Letters)" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Astronautalis . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Barrel Jumping (A Man Of Letters)» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Astronautalis передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Astronautalis - "Barrel Jumping (A Man Of Letters)"
Lyrics to Barrel Jumping (A Man Of Letters) : (Well sometimes I think that you meet someone you give and you give and you give until theres nothing left no matter what its never ever going to be good enough for them) Drove up to the river with the barrel in the back of the trunk, the grilled cheese that Karen ''' hung out in front. Mr. Merle and Johnny Cash swear Im leaving at once, punched the gas the leaves all laugh, the wind wheezes and coughs. The water wash sprays off, pinpricked my lips. Wet wood framed moonlight, barely barrel of slits. Came too far to watch it drift off now I can, let my ship slide along right off that cliff, right off the cliff, right off the cliff. Could have set you to rest, I could have told you that I loved you to death. Make a million memories, you talk in wasted breath. Wave my hat and beat my chest while listening til it hits, your loveliness, Ill give you one that you never forget. A man of letters knows the best of broken needs and frayed respects, the promise catch a cloud of breath and foggy 'inuit/inward' scent Hands that get and hands that beg and hands that always forget, count on tips but never ever can you count on the catch. Count on the catch, count on the catch. My little ship drifts with the leaves and water spraying across the lips, Mr. Moons good work blue earthmen kissed, two ships soft hiss in the sparkling mist, that old lift in your falling chest just before the hit. I never thought itd come to this my parents never taught me to drift, something I learned watching bridges burn down to sticks, theres nothing left but a mess of splinters flailing limbs, the water sounds just like the records end. Just like the records end. Just like the records end. Theres no big bang theres no big mess, theres no big parade no big cheques. Theres no big bang theres no big mess, theres no big parade no big cheques. Theres no big bang theres no big mess, theres no big parade no big cheques. Theres no big bang theres no big mess, theres no big parade no big cheques. Theres no big bang theres no big mess, theres no big parade no big cheques. Theres no big bang theres no big mess, theres no big parade no big cheques. Theres no big bang theres no big mess, theres no big bang theres no big mess, theres no big bang theres no big mess, theres no big bang theres no big mess, theres no big bang theres no... [ Barrel Jumping (A Man Of Letters) Lyrics ]
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