Lirik Lagu Writers Are A Funny Breed - Jane Siberry
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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.
It is very quiet here--so stillI don't live here--I live down the hillOn this winter's afternoonThe distant sun--it slowly swings the room aroundThis room hangs on a golden chainSuspendedFrozenFrozen in time since you went away
Walking through your rooms I though your thingsFitting--these aren't fingers these are wingsIt says April on your calendarIt's winter now--I wonder where you areI hope it's warm and sunny--or cold and windyAs long as you're fine
Your house is as tumble-down as mineCrumpled papers everywhere like mineThis one says "I'll write no more"That one says "don't lock the door"Writers are a funny breedI should know
You said someday when we're pure and highWe won't need to capture and describeThe things we see or don't seeWe'll let things beLet things beThat's when you'd leave
And that is why I had to come todayMy mad scribbling crumpled, crippled, feyTossing words from ledges that erodeFrom ledges--I am not a goatI am not a piece of chalkI just want to do it right like you
And now I stand here in your houseEverything's so stillI wonder if I'll write againOr let things beWriters are a funny breed
Walking through your rooms I though your thingsFitting--these aren't fingers these are wingsIt says April on your calendarIt's winter now--I wonder where you areI hope it's warm and sunny--or cold and windyAs long as you're fine
Your house is as tumble-down as mineCrumpled papers everywhere like mineThis one says "I'll write no more"That one says "don't lock the door"Writers are a funny breedI should know
You said someday when we're pure and highWe won't need to capture and describeThe things we see or don't seeWe'll let things beLet things beThat's when you'd leave
And that is why I had to come todayMy mad scribbling crumpled, crippled, feyTossing words from ledges that erodeFrom ledges--I am not a goatI am not a piece of chalkI just want to do it right like you
And now I stand here in your houseEverything's so stillI wonder if I'll write againOr let things beWriters are a funny breed
