[00:00.12]she's from before - Bleachers
[00:01.38]Lyrics by：Jack Antonoff
[00:02.51]Composed by：Jack Antonoff
[00:07.83]I must tire myself out now
[00:13.87]Or my bed will be tunnels and creeps
[00:20.91]I must look right at my baby
[00:27.45]Or the mirror will play on me
[00:30.50]Ancient love she's from before
[00:35.65]Hail Mary all the light leads to her
[00:42.03]Good grief no grief is not a cure
[00:50.25]I want to know the one that I'm named for
[00:56.64]I want to understand this shame
[01:02.91]I want a son named for my hometown
[01:09.44]I want to end the mourning game
[01:16.05]The west burns but the east will bleed
[01:22.04]My ancestors haunt most cities and towns
[01:28.80]So I tour to try and talk to them
[01:35.21]Can't have these thoughts on my own
[01:38.57]Ancient love they're from before
[01:43.65]They walk with me
[01:45.31]They smile they mourn
[01:50.42]Good grief no grief is not the cure
[01:58.20]I wanna trip back to my hometown
[02:04.38]But I overslept because it rained
[02:11.07]I gotta tell you it's been a lot these days
[02:17.50]It's time to end the mourning game