| Song | We're All Right |
| Artist | Mary Chapin Carpenter |
| Album | The Calling |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Carpenter | |
| Let's go down to the fields tonight | |
| Where the grass grows 'round our knees | |
| Lay down in the silver light | |
| Tripping through the trees | |
| Broken hallow in my hand | |
| The distance in your eyes | |
| The path's just gone, good luck so long | |
| Cross ourselves and hope to fly | |
| No road maps, no signposts | |
| No north star, no lifeboats | |
| No cavalry coming in sight | |
| But we're alright | |
| Let's feel small in the world tonight | |
| Beneath the giant sky | |
| Forget for once who's wrong or right | |
| Just let it all go by | |
| Close our eyes when we grow tired | |
| And dream of where we'll be | |
| And night gives way to another day | |
| Have we ever woken up this free? | |
| No road maps, no signposts | |
| No north star, no lifeboats | |
| No miracles coming in sight | |
| But we're alright | |
| I never had a talisman | |
| I never wore a charm | |
| But it's not too late to believe that fate | |
| Was always keeping us from harm | |
| No road map, no signpost | |
| No north star, no life boats | |
| No miracles coming in sight | |
| No voices to guide us | |
| No angels beside us | |
| No [Incomprehensible], no mystical lights | |
| We're alright | |
| No omens, no compass | |
| No Seir, no prophet | |
| No cavalry coming in sight | |
| But we're alright | |
| But we're alright | |
| We're alright | |
| We're alright |
| zuo ci : Carpenter | |
| Let' s go down to the fields tonight | |
| Where the grass grows ' round our knees | |
| Lay down in the silver light | |
| Tripping through the trees | |
| Broken hallow in my hand | |
| The distance in your eyes | |
| The path' s just gone, good luck so long | |
| Cross ourselves and hope to fly | |
| No road maps, no signposts | |
| No north star, no lifeboats | |
| No cavalry coming in sight | |
| But we' re alright | |
| Let' s feel small in the world tonight | |
| Beneath the giant sky | |
| Forget for once who' s wrong or right | |
| Just let it all go by | |
| Close our eyes when we grow tired | |
| And dream of where we' ll be | |
| And night gives way to another day | |
| Have we ever woken up this free? | |
| No road maps, no signposts | |
| No north star, no lifeboats | |
| No miracles coming in sight | |
| But we' re alright | |
| I never had a talisman | |
| I never wore a charm | |
| But it' s not too late to believe that fate | |
| Was always keeping us from harm | |
| No road map, no signpost | |
| No north star, no life boats | |
| No miracles coming in sight | |
| No voices to guide us | |
| No angels beside us | |
| No Incomprehensible, no mystical lights | |
| We' re alright | |
| No omens, no compass | |
| No Seir, no prophet | |
| No cavalry coming in sight | |
| But we' re alright | |
| But we' re alright | |
| We' re alright | |
| We' re alright |
| zuò cí : Carpenter | |
| Let' s go down to the fields tonight | |
| Where the grass grows ' round our knees | |
| Lay down in the silver light | |
| Tripping through the trees | |
| Broken hallow in my hand | |
| The distance in your eyes | |
| The path' s just gone, good luck so long | |
| Cross ourselves and hope to fly | |
| No road maps, no signposts | |
| No north star, no lifeboats | |
| No cavalry coming in sight | |
| But we' re alright | |
| Let' s feel small in the world tonight | |
| Beneath the giant sky | |
| Forget for once who' s wrong or right | |
| Just let it all go by | |
| Close our eyes when we grow tired | |
| And dream of where we' ll be | |
| And night gives way to another day | |
| Have we ever woken up this free? | |
| No road maps, no signposts | |
| No north star, no lifeboats | |
| No miracles coming in sight | |
| But we' re alright | |
| I never had a talisman | |
| I never wore a charm | |
| But it' s not too late to believe that fate | |
| Was always keeping us from harm | |
| No road map, no signpost | |
| No north star, no life boats | |
| No miracles coming in sight | |
| No voices to guide us | |
| No angels beside us | |
| No Incomprehensible, no mystical lights | |
| We' re alright | |
| No omens, no compass | |
| No Seir, no prophet | |
| No cavalry coming in sight | |
| But we' re alright | |
| But we' re alright | |
| We' re alright | |
| We' re alright |