| Song | Back To Our Innocence |
| Artist | Self Against City |
| Album | Telling Secrets To Strangers |
| 作曲 : Matranga ... | |
| I want my life to be more like a symphony | |
| With chords encased, and scores of grace that rivals symmetry | |
| I want my chance to behold the truth and watch it unfold | |
| As complex equations are worked out with patience | |
| Where angles are right and sides are adjacent | |
| All our lives we try to find a way back to our innocence | |
| I want my life to be more than just lucid dreams | |
| So when I wake up | |
| I can take us on journeys that only a child would think of | |
| To the depths of wonderful places | |
| But we're invincible and nothing can take us | |
| All our lives we try to find a way back to our innocence | |
| All our lives we try to find a way back to our innocence | |
| I want my life to be more like a symphony | |
| With chords encased, and scores of grace that rivals symmetry | |
| I want my life to be more than just lucid dreams | |
| So when I wake up | |
| I can take us on journeys that only a child would think of | |
| All our lives we try to find a way back to our innocence | |
| We realize that life in all of time are more than coincidence |
| zuò qǔ : Matranga ... | |
| I want my life to be more like a symphony | |
| With chords encased, and scores of grace that rivals symmetry | |
| I want my chance to behold the truth and watch it unfold | |
| As complex equations are worked out with patience | |
| Where angles are right and sides are adjacent | |
| All our lives we try to find a way back to our innocence | |
| I want my life to be more than just lucid dreams | |
| So when I wake up | |
| I can take us on journeys that only a child would think of | |
| To the depths of wonderful places | |
| But we' re invincible and nothing can take us | |
| All our lives we try to find a way back to our innocence | |
| All our lives we try to find a way back to our innocence | |
| I want my life to be more like a symphony | |
| With chords encased, and scores of grace that rivals symmetry | |
| I want my life to be more than just lucid dreams | |
| So when I wake up | |
| I can take us on journeys that only a child would think of | |
| All our lives we try to find a way back to our innocence | |
| We realize that life in all of time are more than coincidence |