Up For Sale-Cocoon/Matthew E. White

[ti:Up For Sale] [ar:Cocoon/Matthew E. White] [al:Up For Sale] [by:] [offset:0] [00:01.18]Up for Sale (有待出售) - Cocoon (套中人)/Matthew E. White [00:01.95]Written by：Mark Daumail [00:02.38] [00:04.77]Hear that sound [00:07.43] [00:08.38]As the rain beats down [00:11.90] [00:12.72]On the roof of our old summer home [00:18.02] [00:21.16]There'se an old wind chime [00:24.50] [00:25.37]And an up for sale sign [00:28.74] [00:29.93]And the grass in long overgrown [00:35.15] [00:39.06]Waves crash against the coast [00:43.96] [00:45.38]While old ghosts [00:48.20] [00:49.18]Are still haunting me [00:51.50] [00:55.05]Though the blindes have long been drawned [00:59.39]Or whatever went on [01:02.88] [01:03.88]In that old summer home by the sea [01:10.33] [01:12.95]So farewell [01:15.99] [01:16.62]To the crabes and shells [01:20.22] [01:20.90]On the rocks on a cold windy day [01:26.75] [01:29.37]And the little boy's shemes [01:33.50]And the rush of nicotine [01:36.94] [01:37.78]And the boat we set free in the bay [01:43.34] [01:46.21]As the moon tugs upon the tide [01:51.91] [01:53.16]Sad and wild eyes [01:56.41] [01:57.42]Are still haunting me [01:59.88] [02:03.27]Somwhere deep down in my bones [02:07.82]I will always feel alone [02:11.14] [02:11.94]In that old summer home by the sea [02:18.18] [02:54.53]Though the bindes have long been drawned [02:58.49] [02:59.01]Or whatever went on [03:02.39] [03:03.06]Somwhere deep down in my bones [03:07.34]I will always feel alone [03:11.65]In that old summer home [03:16.03] [03:16.83]By the sea