[00:00.000] 作曲 : Tamara Lindeman[00:24.757]My god, I thought[00:28.208]My god, what a sunset[00:36.032]Blood red floods the Atlantic[00:49.430]With a wine in my hand[00:52.306]Laid back in the grass of some stranger's field[01:04.182]While shearwaters reeled overhead[01:10.338]Thinking I should get all this dying off of my mind[01:21.867]I should really know better than to read the headlines[01:29.603]Does it matter if I see it? Why can't I just cover my eyes?[01:46.723]In the half light, soft wind on my skin[01:58.737]Pink clouds massing on the cliffs[02:04.232]Thinking how can I touch this[02:09.651]How can I touch this softest[02:12.408]Petal, softest stem, softest leaf, bending, green, in my palm?[02:34.891]Thinking I should get all this dying off of my mind[02:44.280]I should really know better than to read the headlines[02:52.126]Does it matter if I see? No really[02:57.934]Can I not just cover my eyes?[03:03.806]Oh tell me, why can't I just cover my eyes?[03:13.909]