Giving Up The Gun

  • 專輯:Contra (對立)
  • 發行:2010-01-11
  • 演唱:Vampire Weekend
字型

Your sword's grown old and rusty
Burnt beneath the rising sun
It's locked up like a trophy
Forgetting all the things it's done
And though it's been a long time
You're right back where you started from
I see it in your eyes
That now you're giving up the gun
When I was seventeen
I had wrists like steel
And I felt complete
And now my body fades
Behind a brass charade
And I'm obsolete
But if the chance remained
To see those better days
I'd cut the cannons down
My ears are blown to bits
From all the rifle hits
But still I crave that sound
Your sword's grown old and rusty
Burnt beneath the rising sun
It's locked up like a trophy
Forgetting all the things it's done
And though it's been a long time
You're right back where you started from
I see it in your eyes
That now you're giving up the gun
I heard you play guitar
Down at a seedy bar
Where skinheads used to fight
You talk tokugawa smile
And your garbage style
Used to save the night
You felt the coming wave
Told me we'd all be brave
You said you wouldn't flinch
But in the years that passed
Since I saw you last
You haven't moved an inch
Your sword's grown old and rusty
Burnt beneath the rising sun
It's locked up like a trophy
Forgetting all the things it's done
And though it's been a long time
You're right back where you started from
I see it in your eyes
That now you're giving up the gun
I see you shining your way
Go on, go on, go on
I see you shining your way
Go on, go on, go on
I see you shining your way
Go on, go on, go on
I see you shining your way
Go on, go on, go on
I see you shining your way
Go on, go on, go on
I see you shining your way
Go on, go on, go on
Your sword's grown old and rusty
Burnt beneath the rising sun
It's locked up like a trophy
Forgetting all the things it's done
And though it's been a long time
You're right back where you started from
I see it in your eyes
That now you're giving up the gun


      • 專輯:Contra (對立)
      • 發行:2010-01-11
      • 演唱:Vampire Weekend
      字型

      Your sword's grown old and rusty
      Burnt beneath the rising sun
      It's locked up like a trophy
      Forgetting all the things it's done
      And though it's been a long time
      You're right back where you started from
      I see it in your eyes
      That now you're giving up the gun
      When I was seventeen
      I had wrists like steel
      And I felt complete
      And now my body fades
      Behind a brass charade
      And I'm obsolete
      But if the chance remained
      To see those better days
      I'd cut the cannons down
      My ears are blown to bits
      From all the rifle hits
      But still I crave that sound
      Your sword's grown old and rusty
      Burnt beneath the rising sun
      It's locked up like a trophy
      Forgetting all the things it's done
      And though it's been a long time
      You're right back where you started from
      I see it in your eyes
      That now you're giving up the gun
      I heard you play guitar
      Down at a seedy bar
      Where skinheads used to fight
      You talk tokugawa smile
      And your garbage style
      Used to save the night
      You felt the coming wave
      Told me we'd all be brave
      You said you wouldn't flinch
      But in the years that passed
      Since I saw you last
      You haven't moved an inch
      Your sword's grown old and rusty
      Burnt beneath the rising sun
      It's locked up like a trophy
      Forgetting all the things it's done
      And though it's been a long time
      You're right back where you started from
      I see it in your eyes
      That now you're giving up the gun
      I see you shining your way
      Go on, go on, go on
      I see you shining your way
      Go on, go on, go on
      I see you shining your way
      Go on, go on, go on
      I see you shining your way
      Go on, go on, go on
      I see you shining your way
      Go on, go on, go on
      I see you shining your way
      Go on, go on, go on
      Your sword's grown old and rusty
      Burnt beneath the rising sun
      It's locked up like a trophy
      Forgetting all the things it's done
      And though it's been a long time
      You're right back where you started from
      I see it in your eyes
      That now you're giving up the gun

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