| Song | The Further Adventures of the Time Being |
| Artist | The Church |
| Album | Magician Among the Spirits |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Kilbey, Powles ... | |
| They built the pyramids, toiled with tons of stone | |
| Irrigated deserts, built giant golden thrones | |
| Built palaces in india and a dome on the moon | |
| Illustrated ceilings, praised god with strange choirs | |
| Fed the five thousand, built cities of spires | |
| Felt the pull of science unravel in their minds | |
| Charted celestial bodies and were punished for their finds | |
| Conquered snow-peaked mountains, drove jungles to retreat | |
| Were drowned in vicious rapids and were heralded for their feats | |
| Fantasized in babylon, built a home in space | |
| Scaled the walls of china against all human odds | |
| Won battles without hope and saw men turned into gods | |
| Still they hide their faces well unbetrayed by heaven or hell | |
| Only traces to be found although their history resounds | |
| Disconnected they displayed all the discoveries they made | |
| And now they wander round the earth beyond the realms of death or birth | |
| If you look you'll see them there like clouds hanging in the air | |
| And they said the earth was flat, sailed off the world into a vat | |
| Turned the planets into toys then played marbles like small boys | |
| Invented love, invented hate, hung them off the arms of fate | |
| Hear them whisper hear them speak, seems they found what we still seek |
| zuo ci : Kilbey, Powles ... | |
| They built the pyramids, toiled with tons of stone | |
| Irrigated deserts, built giant golden thrones | |
| Built palaces in india and a dome on the moon | |
| Illustrated ceilings, praised god with strange choirs | |
| Fed the five thousand, built cities of spires | |
| Felt the pull of science unravel in their minds | |
| Charted celestial bodies and were punished for their finds | |
| Conquered snowpeaked mountains, drove jungles to retreat | |
| Were drowned in vicious rapids and were heralded for their feats | |
| Fantasized in babylon, built a home in space | |
| Scaled the walls of china against all human odds | |
| Won battles without hope and saw men turned into gods | |
| Still they hide their faces well unbetrayed by heaven or hell | |
| Only traces to be found although their history resounds | |
| Disconnected they displayed all the discoveries they made | |
| And now they wander round the earth beyond the realms of death or birth | |
| If you look you' ll see them there like clouds hanging in the air | |
| And they said the earth was flat, sailed off the world into a vat | |
| Turned the planets into toys then played marbles like small boys | |
| Invented love, invented hate, hung them off the arms of fate | |
| Hear them whisper hear them speak, seems they found what we still seek |
| zuò cí : Kilbey, Powles ... | |
| They built the pyramids, toiled with tons of stone | |
| Irrigated deserts, built giant golden thrones | |
| Built palaces in india and a dome on the moon | |
| Illustrated ceilings, praised god with strange choirs | |
| Fed the five thousand, built cities of spires | |
| Felt the pull of science unravel in their minds | |
| Charted celestial bodies and were punished for their finds | |
| Conquered snowpeaked mountains, drove jungles to retreat | |
| Were drowned in vicious rapids and were heralded for their feats | |
| Fantasized in babylon, built a home in space | |
| Scaled the walls of china against all human odds | |
| Won battles without hope and saw men turned into gods | |
| Still they hide their faces well unbetrayed by heaven or hell | |
| Only traces to be found although their history resounds | |
| Disconnected they displayed all the discoveries they made | |
| And now they wander round the earth beyond the realms of death or birth | |
| If you look you' ll see them there like clouds hanging in the air | |
| And they said the earth was flat, sailed off the world into a vat | |
| Turned the planets into toys then played marbles like small boys | |
| Invented love, invented hate, hung them off the arms of fate | |
| Hear them whisper hear them speak, seems they found what we still seek |