| Song | A Little Longing Goes Away |
| Artist | The Books |
| Album | Lost and Safe |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Books | |
| Yes and no are just distinguished by | |
| distinction, so we choose the in-between. | |
| Give up your books and put an end | |
| to your worries. Enjoy Central Park in spring. | |
| Our minds are empty, like we're too young | |
| to know to smile. | |
| We know to fear what others fear | |
| is nonsense, right? | |
| The books suggest we set our hearts | |
| on doing nothing, | |
| and then nothing's left undone. | |
| Everybody's busy waiting for the go-ahead, | |
| but by then their heads are gone. | |
| Our minds are empty, grave as well as | |
| strange. (Take this.) | |
| We know to seek success is utter nonsense, | |
| The best is to be blank. | |
| { | |
| Here we are. Here we are. | |
| We are antici-there it is. There it is. | |
| } |
| zuo qu : Books | |
| Yes and no are just distinguished by | |
| distinction, so we choose the inbetween. | |
| Give up your books and put an end | |
| to your worries. Enjoy Central Park in spring. | |
| Our minds are empty, like we' re too young | |
| to know to smile. | |
| We know to fear what others fear | |
| is nonsense, right? | |
| The books suggest we set our hearts | |
| on doing nothing, | |
| and then nothing' s left undone. | |
| Everybody' s busy waiting for the goahead, | |
| but by then their heads are gone. | |
| Our minds are empty, grave as well as | |
| strange. Take this. | |
| We know to seek success is utter nonsense, | |
| The best is to be blank. | |
| Here we are. Here we are. | |
| We are anticithere it is. There it is. | |
| zuò qǔ : Books | |
| Yes and no are just distinguished by | |
| distinction, so we choose the inbetween. | |
| Give up your books and put an end | |
| to your worries. Enjoy Central Park in spring. | |
| Our minds are empty, like we' re too young | |
| to know to smile. | |
| We know to fear what others fear | |
| is nonsense, right? | |
| The books suggest we set our hearts | |
| on doing nothing, | |
| and then nothing' s left undone. | |
| Everybody' s busy waiting for the goahead, | |
| but by then their heads are gone. | |
| Our minds are empty, grave as well as | |
| strange. Take this. | |
| We know to seek success is utter nonsense, | |
| The best is to be blank. | |
| Here we are. Here we are. | |
| We are anticithere it is. There it is. | |