| Song | Full Moon Or Infinity |
| Artist | Cass McCombs |
| Album | Dropping The Writ |
| 作曲 : McCombs | |
| Winter in | |
| Pigtown, buckets of rain | |
| I swept the asbestos into a pile again | |
| In my small room without a window | |
| I was grateful enough just to be alone | |
| I don’t know what’s come over me… | |
| The Full Moon or | |
| Infinity? | |
| On my walk | |
| I found a watch in the snow | |
| Second hand still ticking, | |
| I slid it on my wrist slow | |
| Though time was of the essence, | |
| I ignored | |
| Instead to hide my face into the fat | |
| I’d stored | |
| I don’t know what’s come over me… | |
| The Full Moon or | |
| Infinity? | |
| For Tourist | |
| Woman, vacation’s squalor | |
| Is something to gloat about, especially the rent, | |
| I’m sure Come to me, sit with me, chain me down | |
| Hair is growing in so many new places | |
| I’ve found! | |
| I don’t know what’s come over me… | |
| The Full Moon or | |
| Infinity? | |
| The soft light of candles fill the house | |
| I am compelled to repeat my vows | |
| Infinity whispers in my ear | |
| Will my violence reveal itself away or near? | |
| I don’t know what’s come over me… | |
| The Full Moon or | |
| Infinity? |
| zuò qǔ : McCombs | |
| Winter in | |
| Pigtown, buckets of rain | |
| I swept the asbestos into a pile again | |
| In my small room without a window | |
| I was grateful enough just to be alone | |
| I don' t know what' s come over me | |
| The Full Moon or | |
| Infinity? | |
| On my walk | |
| I found a watch in the snow | |
| Second hand still ticking, | |
| I slid it on my wrist slow | |
| Though time was of the essence, | |
| I ignored | |
| Instead to hide my face into the fat | |
| I' d stored | |
| I don' t know what' s come over me | |
| The Full Moon or | |
| Infinity? | |
| For Tourist | |
| Woman, vacation' s squalor | |
| Is something to gloat about, especially the rent, | |
| I' m sure Come to me, sit with me, chain me down | |
| Hair is growing in so many new places | |
| I' ve found! | |
| I don' t know what' s come over me | |
| The Full Moon or | |
| Infinity? | |
| The soft light of candles fill the house | |
| I am compelled to repeat my vows | |
| Infinity whispers in my ear | |
| Will my violence reveal itself away or near? | |
| I don' t know what' s come over me | |
| The Full Moon or | |
| Infinity? |