[00:00.00] 作词 : 余润泽
[00:01.00] 作曲 : 梁策
[01:28.71]Digging down and down for the good turf
[01:32.46]Waking all the fingers and thumbs
[01:35.28]Over my shoulder
[01:38.87]It's all about mire
[01:43.50]Did meeting by field that she said “
[01:47.18]Roping that spade for sake
[01:50.06]Of the cloudless
[01:53.65]Hop in prit
[01:58.51]Everyone is chasing his own dragon
[02:06.18]Everyone is chasing his own dragon
[02:13.10]Do that again children of men
[02:16.70]To the faery to the land
[02:20.43]With a flowered snug sickle
[02:27.80]Do that again children of wild
[02:31.55]All to water all to the grains
[02:35.23]Which could stop being choked up
[03:56.48]Digging down and down for the good turf
[04:00.60]Waking all the fingers and thumbs
[04:03.00]Over my shoulder
[04:06.66]It's all about mire
[04:11.23]Did meeting by field that she said “
[04:14.93]Roping that spade for sake
[04:17.84]Of the cloudless
[04:21.58]Hop in prit
[04:26.43]Do that again children of men
[04:29.70]To the faery to the land
[04:33.32]With a flowered snug sickle
[04:40.68]Do that again children of wild
[04:44.37]All to water all to the grains
[04:48.05]Which could stop being choked up
[04:55.55]Do that again children of noema
[04:59.17]Once to make it different
[05:02.46]There's fantasm guiding you to
[05:10.30]Do that again children of truth
[05:14.01]Find the mine find the tide
[05:17.24]And over is their antique joy

作词 : 余润泽
作曲 : 梁策
Digging down and down for the good turf
Waking all the fingers and thumbs
Over my shoulder
It's all about mire
Did meeting by field that she said “
Roping that spade for sake
Of the cloudless
Hop in prit
Everyone is chasing his own dragon
Everyone is chasing his own dragon
Do that again children of men
To the faery to the land
With a flowered snug sickle
Do that again children of wild
All to water all to the grains
Which could stop being choked up
Digging down and down for the good turf
Waking all the fingers and thumbs
Over my shoulder
It's all about mire
Did meeting by field that she said “
Roping that spade for sake
Of the cloudless
Hop in prit
Do that again children of men
To the faery to the land
With a flowered snug sickle
Do that again children of wild
All to water all to the grains
Which could stop being choked up
Do that again children of noema
Once to make it different
There's fantasm guiding you to
Do that again children of truth
Find the mine find the tide
And over is their antique joy