| Song | One Hundred Days |
| Artist | Mark Lanegan |
| Album | Bubblegum |
| 作词 : Lanegan | |
| When the willow bends towards the end of day | |
| And twilight falls again | |
| To the funny sound that a blackbird makes | |
| Twilight falls again | |
| As no good reason remains, I'll do the same | |
| Thinking of you | |
| One day a ship comes in, one day a ship comes in | |
| But I can't say how or when | |
| But I know somewhere the ship comes in every day | |
| There is no morphine, I'm only sleeping | |
| There is no crime to dreams like this | |
| And if you could take something with you | |
| It would be right | |
| Something good | |
| From my fingertips, the cigarette throws ashes to the ground | |
| I'd stop and talk to the girls who work this street, but I got business farther down | |
| Like one long season of rain, I will remain | |
| Thinking of you | |
| One day a ship comes in | |
| From far away a ship comes in | |
| One hundred days you wait for it | |
| And you know somewhere the ship comes in every day | |
| There is no morphine, I'm only sleeping | |
| There is no crime to dreams like this | |
| And if you could take something with you | |
| It would be bright | |
| Just like something good | |
| One day a ship comes in | |
| One hundred days you wait for it | |
| Something bright | |
| Something so good | |
| One hundred days | |
| A ship comes in every day | |
| You know it's good | |
| You know it's good | |
| A ship comes in every day | |
| One day a ship comes in | |
| Its good | |
| When it's something good |
| zuò cí : Lanegan | |
| When the willow bends towards the end of day | |
| And twilight falls again | |
| To the funny sound that a blackbird makes | |
| Twilight falls again | |
| As no good reason remains, I' ll do the same | |
| Thinking of you | |
| One day a ship comes in, one day a ship comes in | |
| But I can' t say how or when | |
| But I know somewhere the ship comes in every day | |
| There is no morphine, I' m only sleeping | |
| There is no crime to dreams like this | |
| And if you could take something with you | |
| It would be right | |
| Something good | |
| From my fingertips, the cigarette throws ashes to the ground | |
| I' d stop and talk to the girls who work this street, but I got business farther down | |
| Like one long season of rain, I will remain | |
| Thinking of you | |
| One day a ship comes in | |
| From far away a ship comes in | |
| One hundred days you wait for it | |
| And you know somewhere the ship comes in every day | |
| There is no morphine, I' m only sleeping | |
| There is no crime to dreams like this | |
| And if you could take something with you | |
| It would be bright | |
| Just like something good | |
| One day a ship comes in | |
| One hundred days you wait for it | |
| Something bright | |
| Something so good | |
| One hundred days | |
| A ship comes in every day | |
| You know it' s good | |
| You know it' s good | |
| A ship comes in every day | |
| One day a ship comes in | |
| Its good | |
| When it' s something good |