| Song | Taking On Time |
| Artist | Sinead O'Brien |
| Album | Taking On Time |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Sinead O'Brien | |
| This that I am | |
| Moving towards the world | |
| This that I am | |
| Taking on time | |
| Moving off into the distance | |
| To get closer again | |
| Moving down the line | |
| To start only once again | |
| Take me to the walled city | |
| To define the limits more clearly | |
| Take me to the walled city | |
| This that I am | |
| Possessed by ideas | |
| I am no more a thinker than a prisoner of dreams | |
| A plague of enlightenment is no great gain | |
| Inchained to my own creation | |
| Order and chaos have stained my name | |
| Order and chaos make a daily stake | |
| Possessed by ideas | |
| Now I take on time | |
| Now I take on time | |
| Everything here matters | |
| Everything here matters | |
| It's all in a frame | |
| Stay just this way | |
| Nothing should change | |
| Forever we're standing inside frames | |
| To transcend the world of things | |
| We see untruly from inside frames | |
| Everything here matters | |
| Nothing ever happens | |
| Name the the thing | |
| I dreamed of a prison | |
| Everything I wanted looking out | |
| With no way back in | |
| I watched the elevator rise and fall | |
| Where the hills should | |
| I watched walls | |
| Where the skies would | |
| I thought I was brave | |
| That I wasn't afraid | |
| Have I missed my call | |
| Are we late | |
| At the deafening dawn | |
| At the break of the chains | |
| Outside the limelight | |
| This that I am | |
| Moving towards the world | |
| This that I am | |
| Taking on time | |
| Moving off into the distance | |
| To get closer again | |
| Moving down the line | |
| To start only once again | |
| Take me to the walled city | |
| To define the limits more clearly | |
| Take me to the walled city | |
| This that I am |
| zuo qu : Sinead O' Brien | |
| This that I am | |
| Moving towards the world | |
| This that I am | |
| Taking on time | |
| Moving off into the distance | |
| To get closer again | |
| Moving down the line | |
| To start only once again | |
| Take me to the walled city | |
| To define the limits more clearly | |
| Take me to the walled city | |
| This that I am | |
| Possessed by ideas | |
| I am no more a thinker than a prisoner of dreams | |
| A plague of enlightenment is no great gain | |
| Inchained to my own creation | |
| Order and chaos have stained my name | |
| Order and chaos make a daily stake | |
| Possessed by ideas | |
| Now I take on time | |
| Now I take on time | |
| Everything here matters | |
| Everything here matters | |
| It' s all in a frame | |
| Stay just this way | |
| Nothing should change | |
| Forever we' re standing inside frames | |
| To transcend the world of things | |
| We see untruly from inside frames | |
| Everything here matters | |
| Nothing ever happens | |
| Name the the thing | |
| I dreamed of a prison | |
| Everything I wanted looking out | |
| With no way back in | |
| I watched the elevator rise and fall | |
| Where the hills should | |
| I watched walls | |
| Where the skies would | |
| I thought I was brave | |
| That I wasn' t afraid | |
| Have I missed my call | |
| Are we late | |
| At the deafening dawn | |
| At the break of the chains | |
| Outside the limelight | |
| This that I am | |
| Moving towards the world | |
| This that I am | |
| Taking on time | |
| Moving off into the distance | |
| To get closer again | |
| Moving down the line | |
| To start only once again | |
| Take me to the walled city | |
| To define the limits more clearly | |
| Take me to the walled city | |
| This that I am |
| zuò qǔ : Sinead O' Brien | |
| This that I am | |
| Moving towards the world | |
| This that I am | |
| Taking on time | |
| Moving off into the distance | |
| To get closer again | |
| Moving down the line | |
| To start only once again | |
| Take me to the walled city | |
| To define the limits more clearly | |
| Take me to the walled city | |
| This that I am | |
| Possessed by ideas | |
| I am no more a thinker than a prisoner of dreams | |
| A plague of enlightenment is no great gain | |
| Inchained to my own creation | |
| Order and chaos have stained my name | |
| Order and chaos make a daily stake | |
| Possessed by ideas | |
| Now I take on time | |
| Now I take on time | |
| Everything here matters | |
| Everything here matters | |
| It' s all in a frame | |
| Stay just this way | |
| Nothing should change | |
| Forever we' re standing inside frames | |
| To transcend the world of things | |
| We see untruly from inside frames | |
| Everything here matters | |
| Nothing ever happens | |
| Name the the thing | |
| I dreamed of a prison | |
| Everything I wanted looking out | |
| With no way back in | |
| I watched the elevator rise and fall | |
| Where the hills should | |
| I watched walls | |
| Where the skies would | |
| I thought I was brave | |
| That I wasn' t afraid | |
| Have I missed my call | |
| Are we late | |
| At the deafening dawn | |
| At the break of the chains | |
| Outside the limelight | |
| This that I am | |
| Moving towards the world | |
| This that I am | |
| Taking on time | |
| Moving off into the distance | |
| To get closer again | |
| Moving down the line | |
| To start only once again | |
| Take me to the walled city | |
| To define the limits more clearly | |
| Take me to the walled city | |
| This that I am |