| Song | Bound For Boston Hill |
| Artist | Bell X1 |
| Album | Music In Mouth |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Crosby, Geraght, Noonan ... | |
| Out into pitch black | |
| Where the moon lay upon its back | |
| Driving deep into the throat of the countryside | |
| Strapped tight into | |
| Centre of scene | |
| Starry open attic night | |
| No headline hits happen here | |
| About what do | |
| I write So sad the pull | |
| I feel Is a push into out of sight | |
| Hard not to look behind when there's something | |
| On your back | |
| On your soul | |
| On your mind | |
| Let time pass by | |
| Circles fly | |
| Time can wet and roll a | |
| Tear from the eye | |
| Strapped tight into | |
| Centre of scene | |
| Starry open attic night | |
| No headline hits happen here | |
| About what do | |
| I write So sad the pull | |
| I feel |
| zuo qu : Crosby, Geraght, Noonan ... | |
| Out into pitch black | |
| Where the moon lay upon its back | |
| Driving deep into the throat of the countryside | |
| Strapped tight into | |
| Centre of scene | |
| Starry open attic night | |
| No headline hits happen here | |
| About what do | |
| I write So sad the pull | |
| I feel Is a push into out of sight | |
| Hard not to look behind when there' s something | |
| On your back | |
| On your soul | |
| On your mind | |
| Let time pass by | |
| Circles fly | |
| Time can wet and roll a | |
| Tear from the eye | |
| Strapped tight into | |
| Centre of scene | |
| Starry open attic night | |
| No headline hits happen here | |
| About what do | |
| I write So sad the pull | |
| I feel |
| zuò qǔ : Crosby, Geraght, Noonan ... | |
| Out into pitch black | |
| Where the moon lay upon its back | |
| Driving deep into the throat of the countryside | |
| Strapped tight into | |
| Centre of scene | |
| Starry open attic night | |
| No headline hits happen here | |
| About what do | |
| I write So sad the pull | |
| I feel Is a push into out of sight | |
| Hard not to look behind when there' s something | |
| On your back | |
| On your soul | |
| On your mind | |
| Let time pass by | |
| Circles fly | |
| Time can wet and roll a | |
| Tear from the eye | |
| Strapped tight into | |
| Centre of scene | |
| Starry open attic night | |
| No headline hits happen here | |
| About what do | |
| I write So sad the pull | |
| I feel |