[00:00.00] 作曲 : Joe Russo/Marcel Tussie/Joe White/Tom Russo/Fran Keaney
[00:11.38]I said, "I'm just a servant to my base desires"
[00:17.44]She said, "I'll tell you a few things, free of charge
[00:23.23]Steer clear of jagged rock, tread careful at the higher level
[00:28.68]This ain't no game, but you can play if that's what you want"
[00:44.23]Then she said, "We are just paper boats bobbing adrift afloat
[00:51.46]While winds of fortune shove us where they will"
[00:57.11]Woke up coughing on the shore, cold outcrop broken, sore
[01:02.95]Back on the mainland, the chimps were coming up trumps
[01:11.35]And all I saw was burning blue fading into blinding white
[01:17.40]Wade out past the rotting pier, out to the open water
[01:29.02]And back on the mainland, back on the mainland
[01:34.62]Cool change was rolling over, black sky was getting lower
[01:40.03]On golden sand
[01:52.90]We stared into the haze, ocean merging with sky
[01:58.36]And talked about the land of our fore-mothers
[02:04.09]Now that we've shut the gate, it would be funny if it
[02:09.83]Didn't make you want to cry
[02:13.34]This is just the bed we've woken up in
[02:18.73]And all I saw was burning blue fading into blinding white
[02:24.32]Wade out past the rotting pier, out to the open water
[02:29.93]Son of a red roof city, and her, the full moon's daughter
[02:35.49]And back on the mainland, back on the mainland
[02:41.31]Cool change was rolling over, black sky was getting lower
[02:47.12]Green dreams were folding over, as we sailed off the mainland
[03:28.90]Never coming off the line
[03:31.24]Wake up feeling fine
[03:34.18]Her eyes under pale moonlight
[03:37.20]Far corner of the earth
[03:39.94]Tripping up on the edge
[03:42.85]Big impossible now

作曲 : Joe Russo/Marcel Tussie/Joe White/Tom Russo/Fran Keaney
I said, "I'm just a servant to my base desires"
She said, "I'll tell you a few things, free of charge
Steer clear of jagged rock, tread careful at the higher level
This ain't no game, but you can play if that's what you want"
Then she said, "We are just paper boats bobbing adrift afloat
While winds of fortune shove us where they will"
Woke up coughing on the shore, cold outcrop broken, sore
Back on the mainland, the chimps were coming up trumps
And all I saw was burning blue fading into blinding white
Wade out past the rotting pier, out to the open water
And back on the mainland, back on the mainland
Cool change was rolling over, black sky was getting lower
On golden sand
We stared into the haze, ocean merging with sky
And talked about the land of our fore-mothers
Now that we've shut the gate, it would be funny if it
Didn't make you want to cry
This is just the bed we've woken up in
And all I saw was burning blue fading into blinding white
Wade out past the rotting pier, out to the open water
Son of a red roof city, and her, the full moon's daughter
And back on the mainland, back on the mainland
Cool change was rolling over, black sky was getting lower
Green dreams were folding over, as we sailed off the mainland
Never coming off the line
Wake up feeling fine
Her eyes under pale moonlight
Far corner of the earth
Tripping up on the edge
Big impossible now