| Song | No Fine Lines |
| Artist | Scritti Politti |
| Album | White Bread Black Beer |
| 作词 : Gartside | |
| Well There are no fine lines | |
| Or there are more than I can draw | |
| Got across some here and there | |
| Between each after and before | |
| Tying everything together | |
| So I can't fake it anymore | |
| And so it means too much | |
| Please let the possible be still | |
| Let's settle in this place | |
| Along the valley and the hill | |
| Till the seam between what may be | |
| And what won't be and what will | |
| Where do we start | |
| When do my friends come over | |
| What matters now though | |
| Is can you reach the windowsill? |
| zuò cí : Gartside | |
| Well There are no fine lines | |
| Or there are more than I can draw | |
| Got across some here and there | |
| Between each after and before | |
| Tying everything together | |
| So I can' t fake it anymore | |
| And so it means too much | |
| Please let the possible be still | |
| Let' s settle in this place | |
| Along the valley and the hill | |
| Till the seam between what may be | |
| And what won' t be and what will | |
| Where do we start | |
| When do my friends come over | |
| What matters now though | |
| Is can you reach the windowsill? |