• 标题:invisible string
  • 歌手:Taylor Swift
  • 专辑:folklore (deluxe version)
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  • 语言:en
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    invisible string - Taylor Swift (泰勒·斯威夫特)
    Written by:Taylor Swift/Aaron Dessner
    © 2020 TASRM Publishing, administered by:Songs Of Universal, Inc. (BMI), Ingrid Stella Music, administered by SonyATV Tunes LLC (ASCAP)
    All Rights Reserved. Used by Permission.
    Produced by:Aaron Dessner
    Recorded by:Jonathan Low and Aaron Dessner at Long Pond (Hudson Valley, NY)
    Additional recording by:Aaron Dessner at Gaite Lyrique (Paris, FR)
    Mixed by:Jonathan Low at Long Pond (Hudson Valley, NY)
    Mastered by:Randy Merrill at Sterling Sound (New York, NY)
    Drum Programming, Percussion, Bass, Piano, Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar, Mellotron and Synthesizer by:Aaron Dessner (Hudson Valley, NY)
    Orchestration by:Bryce Dessner (Biarritz, FR)
    Drum Programming by:James McAlister (Paris, FR)
    Viola and Violin by:Yuki Numata Resnick (Buffalo, NY) recorded by Kyle Resnick
    Cello by:Clarice Jensen (Brooklyn, NY) recorded by Clarice Jensen
    Green was the color of the grass
    Where I used to read at Centennial Park
    I used to think I would meet somebody there
    Teal was the color of your shirt when you were 16 at the yogurt shop
    You used to work at to make a little money
    Time curious time
    Gave me no compasses
    Gave me no signs
    Were there clues I didn't see
    And isn't it just so pretty to think
    All along there was some
    Invisible string
    Tying you to me
    Bad was the blood of the song
    In the cab on your first trip to LA
    You ate at my favorite spot for dinner
    Bold was the waitress on our three year trip getting lunch down by the Lakes
    She said I looked like an American singer
    Time mystical time
    Cutting me open then healing me fine
    All along there was some Invisible string
    String that pulled me out of all the wrong arms right into that dive bar
    Something wrapped all of my past mistakes in barbed wire
    Chains around my demons
    Wool to brave the seasons
    One single thread of gold tied me to you
    Cold was the steel of my axe to grind
    For the boys who broke my heart
    Now I send their babies presents
    Gold was the color of the leaves
    When I showed you around Centennial Park
    Hell was the journey but it brought me heaven
    Time wondrous time
    Gave me the blues and then purple pink skies
    And it's cool
    Baby with me