You Haven't Found It Yet

	作词 : Scanlon, Smith
	You haven't found it yet,
	Haven't found it yet.
	Look at the glass, turn your head
	You haven't found it yet.
	Moving down the lane inside
	It's flashy camden town
	It's that london lyric again
	You haven't found it yet.
	Impulses crowd your head
	Too much to be absorbed
	You're into the top shackle
	Mental saw-down of your head.*
	Which bemoans a simple fact.
	You haven't found it yet.
	It seemed so clear in bed
	It's dark but your legs, they are dead
	Your pen is encombed in mattress
	You're not going to get it yet
	You haven't found it yet
	You're dying but still warm
	Put this writing on your tomb
	Spit out with dying breath
	You haven't found it yet.
	I dictate
	Transcribe
	Relations
	Dear cousin
	It's destiny.
	The grist that curtails the mill
	Shall make us strong

	zuò cí : Scanlon, Smith
	You haven' t found it yet,
	Haven' t found it yet.
	Look at the glass, turn your head
	You haven' t found it yet.
	Moving down the lane inside
	It' s flashy camden town
	It' s that london lyric again
	You haven' t found it yet.
	Impulses crowd your head
	Too much to be absorbed
	You' re into the top shackle
	Mental sawdown of your head.
	Which bemoans a simple fact.
	You haven' t found it yet.
	It seemed so clear in bed
	It' s dark but your legs, they are dead
	Your pen is encombed in mattress
	You' re not going to get it yet
	You haven' t found it yet
	You' re dying but still warm
	Put this writing on your tomb
	Spit out with dying breath
	You haven' t found it yet.
	I dictate
	Transcribe
	Relations
	Dear cousin
	It' s destiny.
	The grist that curtails the mill
	Shall make us strong