| Song | Onion |
| Artist | Sean Hayes |
| Album | Flowering Spade |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Hayes | |
| You traveled for many miles on the whim of adventure | |
| Lost in love you were running from most everything | |
| Now things no longer weigh what they used to | |
| The gold you buried in your backyard's turned to gray | |
| You ever feel like a cow for the city | |
| Feeding off the sewers and the highwires | |
| Can anyone find a map to the beginning | |
| The band slipped out the window they're floating away | |
| You came out swinging your eyes were on fire | |
| They left you spinning you turned to rain | |
| Like rain the pain will rise up around you | |
| Like rain the pain will fall and roll away | |
| Well the onion of your heart starts me crying | |
| Feeding of the new ends for a new life | |
| The ashes from the fire keep me breathing | |
| Fix my broke down wagon let's ride | |
| Oooh ahh... | |
| You ever feel like a cow for the city | |
| Can anyone find a switch and turn these lights down | |
| When the streets gets so loud will we stop hearing | |
| Call back the marching band lets race |
| zuo qu : Hayes | |
| You traveled for many miles on the whim of adventure | |
| Lost in love you were running from most everything | |
| Now things no longer weigh what they used to | |
| The gold you buried in your backyard' s turned to gray | |
| You ever feel like a cow for the city | |
| Feeding off the sewers and the highwires | |
| Can anyone find a map to the beginning | |
| The band slipped out the window they' re floating away | |
| You came out swinging your eyes were on fire | |
| They left you spinning you turned to rain | |
| Like rain the pain will rise up around you | |
| Like rain the pain will fall and roll away | |
| Well the onion of your heart starts me crying | |
| Feeding of the new ends for a new life | |
| The ashes from the fire keep me breathing | |
| Fix my broke down wagon let' s ride | |
| Oooh ahh... | |
| You ever feel like a cow for the city | |
| Can anyone find a switch and turn these lights down | |
| When the streets gets so loud will we stop hearing | |
| Call back the marching band lets race |
| zuò qǔ : Hayes | |
| You traveled for many miles on the whim of adventure | |
| Lost in love you were running from most everything | |
| Now things no longer weigh what they used to | |
| The gold you buried in your backyard' s turned to gray | |
| You ever feel like a cow for the city | |
| Feeding off the sewers and the highwires | |
| Can anyone find a map to the beginning | |
| The band slipped out the window they' re floating away | |
| You came out swinging your eyes were on fire | |
| They left you spinning you turned to rain | |
| Like rain the pain will rise up around you | |
| Like rain the pain will fall and roll away | |
| Well the onion of your heart starts me crying | |
| Feeding of the new ends for a new life | |
| The ashes from the fire keep me breathing | |
| Fix my broke down wagon let' s ride | |
| Oooh ahh... | |
| You ever feel like a cow for the city | |
| Can anyone find a switch and turn these lights down | |
| When the streets gets so loud will we stop hearing | |
| Call back the marching band lets race |