[00:00.000] 作词 : Olivier Coursier
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Olivier Coursier
[00:26]Outside it's nighttime and you're mine again
[00:30]Red lights and thick frost are clothing all the land
[00:35]Your breath draws a cloud on the window of our car
[00:39]Our eyes exhausted, still begging for more
[00:43]Engraved in wildness, have we gone too far?
[00:47]Somewhere four wheels unwind the roar of their power
[00:52]This road is a snake skin, glittering and bald
[00:56]Like a reptile, that gash the frozen soil
[01:02]The world is not ours
[01:06]But faster than the rain
[01:10]We cut the night
[01:14]We're random bullets, love
[01:18]Shot by some drunken god
[01:23]Guilty only, of growing old
[01:34]Hours like fires, burning our beliefs
[01:38]Soon the sun will rise up and sew us in its dreams
[01:42]Forgetting that we're sailors, without wind in our sails
[01:46]Twins by the heartbeat until the morning brakes
[01:50]Dismissed in dizziness, and begging for more
[01:55]Have we ever noticed that nothing last for ever?
[01:59]Faces toward the sky, 'cause the unknown is sublime
[02:03]Printing every hour in polaroids of mine
[02:10]The world is not ours
[02:14]But faster than the rain
[02:18]We cut the night
[02:22]We're random bullets, love
[02:26]Shot by some drunken god
[02:30]Oh guilty only, oh guilty only
[02:34]Of growing old, of growing old
[02:44]Of growing old, of growing old
[02:52]Of growing old
[02:58]Hours like fires, burning our beliefs
[03:02]Truth is right there baby, even if we bleed
[03:06]Night roads are coal coats on the muscles
[03:10]Of the world, leading us to nowhere
[03:14]'Cause nowhere is our home
[03:18]Nowhere is our home
[03:24]Oh guilty only, of growing old
[03:29]We're random bullets, love
[03:33]The world is not ours
[03:37]But faster than the rain
[03:42]We cut the night
[03:46]We're random bullets, love
[03:50]The world is not ours
[03:54]But faster than the rain
[03:58]We cut the night