| 作曲 : Guthro | |
| In the middle of the schoolyard | |
| Where the bombs have lain to rest | |
| There's a child in the darkness waiting | |
| But the answers in the history books | |
| Are slowly burning down | |
| And the words that spell forgiveness | |
| Wear a thorny crown | |
| There is much that I have seen | |
| In this world they say is free | |
| That would make it almost seem untrue | |
| Many times I've walked the line | |
| Longing for the other side | |
| The only thing that changed my mind was you | |
| Gabriel's sword will pierce me no more | |
| I'll let my spirit soar so high | |
| Sure as it all comes | |
| From the father to the son | |
| We've got to learn to speak the truth to fly | |
| And it's a beautiful sky |
| zuo qu : Guthro | |
| In the middle of the schoolyard | |
| Where the bombs have lain to rest | |
| There' s a child in the darkness waiting | |
| But the answers in the history books | |
| Are slowly burning down | |
| And the words that spell forgiveness | |
| Wear a thorny crown | |
| There is much that I have seen | |
| In this world they say is free | |
| That would make it almost seem untrue | |
| Many times I' ve walked the line | |
| Longing for the other side | |
| The only thing that changed my mind was you | |
| Gabriel' s sword will pierce me no more | |
| I' ll let my spirit soar so high | |
| Sure as it all comes | |
| From the father to the son | |
| We' ve got to learn to speak the truth to fly | |
| And it' s a beautiful sky |
| zuò qǔ : Guthro | |
| In the middle of the schoolyard | |
| Where the bombs have lain to rest | |
| There' s a child in the darkness waiting | |
| But the answers in the history books | |
| Are slowly burning down | |
| And the words that spell forgiveness | |
| Wear a thorny crown | |
| There is much that I have seen | |
| In this world they say is free | |
| That would make it almost seem untrue | |
| Many times I' ve walked the line | |
| Longing for the other side | |
| The only thing that changed my mind was you | |
| Gabriel' s sword will pierce me no more | |
| I' ll let my spirit soar so high | |
| Sure as it all comes | |
| From the father to the son | |
| We' ve got to learn to speak the truth to fly | |
| And it' s a beautiful sky |