Lirik Lagu You're Aging Well - Dar Williams
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
Why is it that as we grow older and strongerThe road signs point us adrift and make us afraidSaying "You never can win," "Watch your back," "Where's your husband?"Oh, I don't like the signs that the signmakers made.
So I'm going to steal out with my paint and brushesI'll change the directions, I'll hit every streetIt's the Tinseltown scandal, the Robin Hood vandalShe goes out and steals the king's EnglishAnd in the morning you wake up and the signs point to you
They say"I'm so glad that you finally made it here,""You thought nobody cared, but I did, I could tell,"And "This is your year," and "It always starts here,"And oh... "You're aging well."
Well I know a woman with a collection of sticksShe could fight back the hundreds of voices she heardAnd she could poke at the greed, she could fend off her needAnd with anger she found she could pound every word.But one voice got through, caught her up by surpriseIt said, "Don't hold us back, we're the story you tell,"And no sooner than spoken, a spell had been brokenAnd the voices before her were trumpets and tympaniViolins, basses and woodwinds and cellos, singing
"We're so glad that you finally made it hereYou thought nobody cared, but we did, we could tellAnd now you'll dance through the days while the orchestra playsAnd oh, you're aging well."
Now when I was fifteen, oh, I knew it was overThe road to enchantment was not mine to take'Cause lower calf, upper arm should be half what they areI was breaking the laws that the signmakers made.
And all I could eat was the poisonous appleAnd that's not a story I was meant to surviveI was all out of choices, but the woman of voices
She turned round the corner with music around her,She gave me the language that keeps me alive, she said:
So I'm going to steal out with my paint and brushesI'll change the directions, I'll hit every streetIt's the Tinseltown scandal, the Robin Hood vandalShe goes out and steals the king's EnglishAnd in the morning you wake up and the signs point to you
They say"I'm so glad that you finally made it here,""You thought nobody cared, but I did, I could tell,"And "This is your year," and "It always starts here,"And oh... "You're aging well."
Well I know a woman with a collection of sticksShe could fight back the hundreds of voices she heardAnd she could poke at the greed, she could fend off her needAnd with anger she found she could pound every word.But one voice got through, caught her up by surpriseIt said, "Don't hold us back, we're the story you tell,"And no sooner than spoken, a spell had been brokenAnd the voices before her were trumpets and tympaniViolins, basses and woodwinds and cellos, singing
"We're so glad that you finally made it hereYou thought nobody cared, but we did, we could tellAnd now you'll dance through the days while the orchestra playsAnd oh, you're aging well."
Now when I was fifteen, oh, I knew it was overThe road to enchantment was not mine to take'Cause lower calf, upper arm should be half what they areI was breaking the laws that the signmakers made.
And all I could eat was the poisonous appleAnd that's not a story I was meant to surviveI was all out of choices, but the woman of voices
She turned round the corner with music around her,She gave me the language that keeps me alive, she said:
