Lirik Lagu Cold As The Clay - Greg Graffin
X
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.
Whispers of ancients buried by dust,Echoes of ages in canyons of rust,Is heaven so lonely? I'll know soon enough
Cold as the clay, dark as a mine,Wasting away blood, sweat, and grimePanning for gold, picking for dimes, lying in wait for better times
The tools of the trade lie shopworn and oldThe skills of the master done died with his soulAnd the worklike routine is so lonely and cold
Cold as the clay, dark as the mine,Wasting away, blood, sweat and grime,Panning for gold, picking for dimes, lying in wait for better times
The land was converted, the river was moved,The village expanded, some say it's improved,But the lingering feature is a grim attitude
Cold as the clay, dark as the mine,Wasting away, blood, sweat and grime,Panning for gold, picking for dimes, lying in wait for better times
Cold as the clay, dark as a mine,Wasting away blood, sweat, and grimePanning for gold, picking for dimes, lying in wait for better times
The tools of the trade lie shopworn and oldThe skills of the master done died with his soulAnd the worklike routine is so lonely and cold
Cold as the clay, dark as the mine,Wasting away, blood, sweat and grime,Panning for gold, picking for dimes, lying in wait for better times
The land was converted, the river was moved,The village expanded, some say it's improved,But the lingering feature is a grim attitude
Cold as the clay, dark as the mine,Wasting away, blood, sweat and grime,Panning for gold, picking for dimes, lying in wait for better times
