Lirik Lagu Losing It - Rush
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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.
The dancer slows her frantic paceIn pain and desperation,Her aching limbs and downcast faceAglow with perspiration
Stiff as wire, her lungs on fire,With just the briefest pause --The flooding through her memory,The echoes of old applause.
She limps across the floorAnd closes her bedroom door...
The writer stare with glassy eyes --Defies the empty pageHis beard is white, his face is linedAnd streaked with tears of rage.
Thirty years ago, how the words would flowWith passion and precision,But now his mind is dark and dulledBy sickness and indecision
And he stares out the kitchen doorWhere the sun will rise no more...
Some are born to move the world --To live their fantasiesBut most of us just dream aboutThe things we'd like to be
Sadder still to watch it dieThan never to have known itFor you -- the blind who once could see --The bell tolls for the...
Stiff as wire, her lungs on fire,With just the briefest pause --The flooding through her memory,The echoes of old applause.
She limps across the floorAnd closes her bedroom door...
The writer stare with glassy eyes --Defies the empty pageHis beard is white, his face is linedAnd streaked with tears of rage.
Thirty years ago, how the words would flowWith passion and precision,But now his mind is dark and dulledBy sickness and indecision
And he stares out the kitchen doorWhere the sun will rise no more...
Some are born to move the world --To live their fantasiesBut most of us just dream aboutThe things we'd like to be
Sadder still to watch it dieThan never to have known itFor you -- the blind who once could see --The bell tolls for the...
