[00:00.000] 作词 : Mike Shinoda/Brad Delson/Joe Hahn/Chester Bennington
[00:00.429] 作曲 : Mike Shinoda/Brad Delson/Joe Hahn/Chester Bennington
[00:00.858]I have a dream of a scene between the green hills
[00:03.116]Clouds pull away and the sunlight's revealed
[00:05.400]People don't talk about keeping it real
[00:07.837]It's understood that they actually will
[00:09.453]And intoxicated and stimulated emcees
[00:11.293]Staring in the trees paranoid or caught in the breeze
[00:14.720]Watch them flee hip-hop hits
[00:16.525]Take a walk with me and what you'll see
[00:19.342]Is a land where the sand is made up of crushed up wax
[00:21.779]And the sky beyond you is krylon blue
[00:24.52]And everybody speaks in a dialect of rhyme
[00:26.290]And emcees have left materialism behind them
[00:28.921]Meanwhile I just grip my mic
[00:30.855]And hope me and my team make it through alright
[00:32.824]Because say what you will and say what you might
[00:35.619]But don't ignore who it's for at the end of the night
[00:38.181]Because this is dedicated to the kids
[00:39.780]Dedicated to where the music lives
[00:42.25]Dedicated to those tired of the same old same
[00:44.600]And dedicated to the people advanced in the game
[00:47.00]What's real is the kids who know that something's wrong
[00:49.208]What's real is the kids who think they don't belong
[00:51.796]What's real is the kids who have nowhere to run
[00:54.45]Who are hiding in the shadows waiting for the sun
[00:56.812]I've seen a lot of **** I've talked to a bum
[00:59.152]Out on sunset strip he asked me How would you feel
[01:01.377]If everybody acted like you didn't exist
[01:03.353]You'd lose your grip probably eventually flip
[01:05.805]So let it be known the only reason that we do this
[01:08.55]So that you can pick it up and just bang your head to it
[01:10.221]While emcees fight to see who can be the commonist
[01:12.918]Be floatin overhead like a space odyssey monolith
[01:15.420]Over seeing the game over being part of the same old thing
[01:19.985]It's all gonna change in a hurricane of darkness and pain
[01:22.143]And acidic rain and promises that you won't do it again
[01:24.563]Meanwhile I just grip my mic
[01:26.421]And hope me and my team make it through alright
[01:28.473]Because say what you will and say what you might
[01:31.309]But don't ignore who it's for at the end of the night
[01:34.29]Because this is dedicated to the kids
[01:35.743]Dedicated to where the music lives
[01:38.21]Dedicated to those tired of the same old same
[01:40.609]And dedicated to the people advanced in the game
[01:42.922]What's real is the kids who know that something's wrong
[01:44.861]What's real is the kids who think they don't belong
[01:47.676]What's real is the kids who have nowhere to run
[01:50.170]Who are hiding in the shadows waiting for the sun
[01:54.952]Pulling me close the shadow is warm inside
[01:59.348]This is where I feel at home this is my place to hide
[02:04.188]Pulling me close the shadow is warm inside
[02:08.730]This is where I feel at home this is my place to hide
[02:11.84]Because this is dedicated to the kids
[02:12.924]Dedicated to where the music lives
[02:15.233]Dedicated to those tired of the same old same
[02:17.307]And dedicated to the people advanced in the game
[02:19.747]What's real is the kids who know that something's wrong
[02:22.319]What's real is the kids who think they don't belong
[02:25.76]What's real is the kids who have nowhere to run
[02:27.375]Who are hiding in the shadows waiting for the sun
[02:29.899]This is dedicated to the kids
[02:31.597]Dedicated to where the music lives
[02:33.831]Dedicated to those tired of the same old same
[02:36.483]And dedicated to the people advanced in the game
[02:38.907]What's real everybody who doesn't feel safe
[02:41.335]What's real everybody who knows they're out of place
[02:43.671]What's real anybody with nowhere to run
[02:45.999]Will hide in the shadows waiting for the sun

作词 : Mike Shinoda/Brad Delson/Joe Hahn/Chester Bennington
作曲 : Mike Shinoda/Brad Delson/Joe Hahn/Chester Bennington
I have a dream of a scene between the green hills
Clouds pull away and the sunlight's revealed
People don't talk about keeping it real
It's understood that they actually will
And intoxicated and stimulated emcees
Staring in the trees paranoid or caught in the breeze
Watch them flee hip-hop hits
Take a walk with me and what you'll see
Is a land where the sand is made up of crushed up wax
And the sky beyond you is krylon blue
And everybody speaks in a dialect of rhyme
And emcees have left materialism behind them
Meanwhile I just grip my mic
And hope me and my team make it through alright
Because say what you will and say what you might
But don't ignore who it's for at the end of the night
Because this is dedicated to the kids
Dedicated to where the music lives
Dedicated to those tired of the same old same
And dedicated to the people advanced in the game
What's real is the kids who know that something's wrong
What's real is the kids who think they don't belong
What's real is the kids who have nowhere to run
Who are hiding in the shadows waiting for the sun
I've seen a lot of **** I've talked to a bum
Out on sunset strip he asked me How would you feel
If everybody acted like you didn't exist
You'd lose your grip probably eventually flip
So let it be known the only reason that we do this
So that you can pick it up and just bang your head to it
While emcees fight to see who can be the commonist
Be floatin overhead like a space odyssey monolith
Over seeing the game over being part of the same old thing
It's all gonna change in a hurricane of darkness and pain
And acidic rain and promises that you won't do it again
Meanwhile I just grip my mic
And hope me and my team make it through alright
Because say what you will and say what you might
But don't ignore who it's for at the end of the night
Because this is dedicated to the kids
Dedicated to where the music lives
Dedicated to those tired of the same old same
And dedicated to the people advanced in the game
What's real is the kids who know that something's wrong
What's real is the kids who think they don't belong
What's real is the kids who have nowhere to run
Who are hiding in the shadows waiting for the sun
Pulling me close the shadow is warm inside
This is where I feel at home this is my place to hide
Pulling me close the shadow is warm inside
This is where I feel at home this is my place to hide
Because this is dedicated to the kids
Dedicated to where the music lives
Dedicated to those tired of the same old same
And dedicated to the people advanced in the game
What's real is the kids who know that something's wrong
What's real is the kids who think they don't belong
What's real is the kids who have nowhere to run
Who are hiding in the shadows waiting for the sun
This is dedicated to the kids
Dedicated to where the music lives
Dedicated to those tired of the same old same
And dedicated to the people advanced in the game
What's real everybody who doesn't feel safe
What's real everybody who knows they're out of place
What's real anybody with nowhere to run
Will hide in the shadows waiting for the sun