| Song | Things I Will Keep |
| Artist | Guided by Voices |
| Album | Do The Collapse |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Pollard | |
| Coded ancient, the crease | |
| Unlock the timers | |
| And strike the chimers | |
| In my sleep | |
| Grab the coat, steel the fleece | |
| From behind the curtain | |
| It will most certain- | |
| ly bring peace | |
| To those with countless numbers | |
| No longer cold or hot, like | |
| Things that I will keep | |
| And hide them in my sleep | |
| Dead even countless numbers | |
| No longer cold or hot, like | |
| Things that I will keep | |
| And hide them in my sleep | |
| Coded ancient, oh brightness | |
| We shall see | |
| Loaded up and at night when | |
| We shall flee | |
| Not to tread through the heavy life | |
| Sink in the dream | |
| On the right night | |
| You'll find her waiting | |
| Selling things for cheap | |
| The things that I will keep |
| zuo ci : Pollard | |
| Coded ancient, the crease | |
| Unlock the timers | |
| And strike the chimers | |
| In my sleep | |
| Grab the coat, steel the fleece | |
| From behind the curtain | |
| It will most certain | |
| ly bring peace | |
| To those with countless numbers | |
| No longer cold or hot, like | |
| Things that I will keep | |
| And hide them in my sleep | |
| Dead even countless numbers | |
| No longer cold or hot, like | |
| Things that I will keep | |
| And hide them in my sleep | |
| Coded ancient, oh brightness | |
| We shall see | |
| Loaded up and at night when | |
| We shall flee | |
| Not to tread through the heavy life | |
| Sink in the dream | |
| On the right night | |
| You' ll find her waiting | |
| Selling things for cheap | |
| The things that I will keep |
| zuò cí : Pollard | |
| Coded ancient, the crease | |
| Unlock the timers | |
| And strike the chimers | |
| In my sleep | |
| Grab the coat, steel the fleece | |
| From behind the curtain | |
| It will most certain | |
| ly bring peace | |
| To those with countless numbers | |
| No longer cold or hot, like | |
| Things that I will keep | |
| And hide them in my sleep | |
| Dead even countless numbers | |
| No longer cold or hot, like | |
| Things that I will keep | |
| And hide them in my sleep | |
| Coded ancient, oh brightness | |
| We shall see | |
| Loaded up and at night when | |
| We shall flee | |
| Not to tread through the heavy life | |
| Sink in the dream | |
| On the right night | |
| You' ll find her waiting | |
| Selling things for cheap | |
| The things that I will keep |