Failure To Thrive

	作曲 : Faith & The Muse
	The season's over
	The season's done
	Too slow to notice
	The fire's gone
	So thin on the ground
	With a chemical heart
	And a cheap excuse
	I've played my part
	A torch to the error
	And a cold hard look in the eye
	I wonder why
	You still wander 'round in rain
	A torch to the error
	And a cold hard look in the eye
	I ask you why
	You still wonder...
	Run as long as you can
	'Til you know what I mean
	Not even the rain
	Can make me clean
	The content of those tiny hours
	Contemplate the price of those shadows
	Ever screaming toward the anvil
	What was the price of those shadows, brother?
	A torch to the error
	And a cold hard look in the eye
	I wonder why
	You still wander 'round in rain
	A torch to the error
	And a cold hard look in the eye
	I ask you why
	You still wonder 'round in rain
	A face to the terror
	And a long sharp stick in the eye
	I can't deny
	My trespass in poor domain
	A face to the terror
	And a long sharp stick in the eye
	I still decry
	Your judgment
	Your vanity
	Your name
	(Carry on)
	I found a new ring; taught it to believe again
	No broken memories remain -- no bloodsick "friends"
	The years behind us have all taken wing
	In ill-remembrance of a Mad Drunk King
	Those who go hiding all their tears in wine
	Will find that they've grown rotten on the vine
	So carry on, dear brother -- I wish you well
	(Just carrion)
	With brighter days in mind -- so long -- farewell

	zuò qǔ : Faith The Muse
	The season' s over
	The season' s done
	Too slow to notice
	The fire' s gone
	So thin on the ground
	With a chemical heart
	And a cheap excuse
	I' ve played my part
	A torch to the error
	And a cold hard look in the eye
	I wonder why
	You still wander ' round in rain
	A torch to the error
	And a cold hard look in the eye
	I ask you why
	You still wonder...
	Run as long as you can
	' Til you know what I mean
	Not even the rain
	Can make me clean
	The content of those tiny hours
	Contemplate the price of those shadows
	Ever screaming toward the anvil
	What was the price of those shadows, brother?
	A torch to the error
	And a cold hard look in the eye
	I wonder why
	You still wander ' round in rain
	A torch to the error
	And a cold hard look in the eye
	I ask you why
	You still wonder ' round in rain
	A face to the terror
	And a long sharp stick in the eye
	I can' t deny
	My trespass in poor domain
	A face to the terror
	And a long sharp stick in the eye
	I still decry
	Your judgment
	Your vanity
	Your name
	Carry on
	I found a new ring taught it to believe again
	No broken memories remain no bloodsick " friends"
	The years behind us have all taken wing
	In illremembrance of a Mad Drunk King
	Those who go hiding all their tears in wine
	Will find that they' ve grown rotten on the vine
	So carry on, dear brother I wish you well
	Just carrion
	With brighter days in mind so long farewell