| Song | Where Can We Go But Nowhere |
| Artist | Elysian Fields |
| Album | The Afterlife |
| [offset:-100] | |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Elysian Fields |
| [00:01.00] | 作词 : Elysian Fields |
| [00:13.48] | Raise your eyes and do not speak |
| [00:17.27] | For what you seek cannot be spoken |
| [00:25.40] | You tried to have the bitch put down |
| [00:30.00] | But this sleeping dog has woken |
| [00:37.52] | The perfume of the miles they scattered |
| [00:45.59] | Lingers in the air |
| [00:49.95] | Polarized and terrorized |
| [00:56.28] | He's sneaking down the stairs |
| [01:05.47][02:53.45] | My love is true |
| [01:20.73][01:35.28][03:08.70][04:11.12][04:25.98] | Where can we go but nowhere |
| [01:27.87][01:43.83][03:15.83][03:31.22][04:18.22][04:33.27] | Where can we go but to the moon |
| [02:03.63] | Your vagabond smile says you should risk it |
| [02:11.02] | But your blood tells you to run |
| [02:15.13] | You lost control of this starship |
| [02:22.65] | Better crash into the sun |
| [02:27.15] | And every head of every flower |
| [02:34.60] | Throws its petals down |
| [02:38.42] | Piles of pleasure |
| [02:39.97] | Piles of pain |
| [02:45.25] | Decorate the ground |
| [03:23.68] | Where can we but nowhere |
| [03:41.08] | Did these branches bud too soon |
| [03:47.82] | Now crippled in the frost |
| [03:53.52] | May never bloom to the moon |
| offset: 100 | |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Elysian Fields |
| [00:01.00] | zuò cí : Elysian Fields |
| [00:13.48] | Raise your eyes and do not speak |
| [00:17.27] | For what you seek cannot be spoken |
| [00:25.40] | You tried to have the bitch put down |
| [00:30.00] | But this sleeping dog has woken |
| [00:37.52] | The perfume of the miles they scattered |
| [00:45.59] | Lingers in the air |
| [00:49.95] | Polarized and terrorized |
| [00:56.28] | He' s sneaking down the stairs |
| [01:05.47][02:53.45] | My love is true |
| [01:20.73][01:35.28][03:08.70][04:11.12][04:25.98] | Where can we go but nowhere |
| [01:27.87][01:43.83][03:15.83][03:31.22][04:18.22][04:33.27] | Where can we go but to the moon |
| [02:03.63] | Your vagabond smile says you should risk it |
| [02:11.02] | But your blood tells you to run |
| [02:15.13] | You lost control of this starship |
| [02:22.65] | Better crash into the sun |
| [02:27.15] | And every head of every flower |
| [02:34.60] | Throws its petals down |
| [02:38.42] | Piles of pleasure |
| [02:39.97] | Piles of pain |
| [02:45.25] | Decorate the ground |
| [03:23.68] | Where can we but nowhere |
| [03:41.08] | Did these branches bud too soon |
| [03:47.82] | Now crippled in the frost |
| [03:53.52] | May never bloom to the moon |