[00:00.000] 作词 : Fisher, Reid
[00:00.493]I sat me down to write a simple story
[00:09.433]Which maybe in the end became a song
[00:18.658]In trying to find the words which might begin it
[00:25.897]I found these were the thoughts I brought along
[00:35.411]At first I took my weight to be an anchor
[00:43.887]And gathered up my fears to guide me round
[00:53.147]But then I clearly saw my own delusion
[01:00.422]And found my struggles further bogged me down
[01:09.677]In starting out I thought to go exploring
[01:17.948]And set my foot upon the nearest road
[01:27.171]In vain I looked to find the promised turning
[01:34.414]But only saw how far I was from home
[01:42.677]In searching I forsook the paths of learning
[01:51.608]And sought instead to find some pirate's gold
[01:58.087]In fighting I did hurt those dearest to me
[02:06.259]And still no hidden truths could I unfold
[02:30.766]I sat me down to write a simple story
[02:39.162]Which maybe in the end became a song
[02:47.943]The words have all been writ by one before me
[02:54.923]We're taking turns in trying to pass them on
[03:02.172]Oh we're taking turns in trying to pass them on

作词 : Fisher, Reid
I sat me down to write a simple story
Which maybe in the end became a song
In trying to find the words which might begin it
I found these were the thoughts I brought along
At first I took my weight to be an anchor
And gathered up my fears to guide me round
But then I clearly saw my own delusion
And found my struggles further bogged me down
In starting out I thought to go exploring
And set my foot upon the nearest road
In vain I looked to find the promised turning
But only saw how far I was from home
In searching I forsook the paths of learning
And sought instead to find some pirate's gold
In fighting I did hurt those dearest to me
And still no hidden truths could I unfold
I sat me down to write a simple story
Which maybe in the end became a song
The words have all been writ by one before me
We're taking turns in trying to pass them on
Oh we're taking turns in trying to pass them on