| Song | Blue And Gold |
| Artist | The Ghost Inside |
| Album | Fury And The Fallen Ones |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Vigil | |
| Make haste and find the future. | |
| We were outcasted so tragically. | |
| Curse the tide, and shun the sun, | |
| Who needs it anyway? | |
| Become a black sheep with me. | |
| I stayed up long nights, staring wide-eyed at the sea. | |
| Throwing rocks and yelling but it made a man out of me. | |
| Make haste and find the future. | |
| We were outcasted so tragically. | |
| Or curse the tide and shun the sun. | |
| Become a black sheep with me. | |
| Follow a flock inside to assemble, and rally. | |
| Or fight the flow, and light the fuse... | |
| Fly the banner, blue and gold | |
| Conformity it seems all so wrong | |
| Cuz I always knew, that all along, | |
| I'd find solace in things important to me. | |
| And that's the way | |
| I want it to be... |
| zuo qu : Vigil | |
| Make haste and find the future. | |
| We were outcasted so tragically. | |
| Curse the tide, and shun the sun, | |
| Who needs it anyway? | |
| Become a black sheep with me. | |
| I stayed up long nights, staring wideeyed at the sea. | |
| Throwing rocks and yelling but it made a man out of me. | |
| Make haste and find the future. | |
| We were outcasted so tragically. | |
| Or curse the tide and shun the sun. | |
| Become a black sheep with me. | |
| Follow a flock inside to assemble, and rally. | |
| Or fight the flow, and light the fuse... | |
| Fly the banner, blue and gold | |
| Conformity it seems all so wrong | |
| Cuz I always knew, that all along, | |
| I' d find solace in things important to me. | |
| And that' s the way | |
| I want it to be... |
| zuò qǔ : Vigil | |
| Make haste and find the future. | |
| We were outcasted so tragically. | |
| Curse the tide, and shun the sun, | |
| Who needs it anyway? | |
| Become a black sheep with me. | |
| I stayed up long nights, staring wideeyed at the sea. | |
| Throwing rocks and yelling but it made a man out of me. | |
| Make haste and find the future. | |
| We were outcasted so tragically. | |
| Or curse the tide and shun the sun. | |
| Become a black sheep with me. | |
| Follow a flock inside to assemble, and rally. | |
| Or fight the flow, and light the fuse... | |
| Fly the banner, blue and gold | |
| Conformity it seems all so wrong | |
| Cuz I always knew, that all along, | |
| I' d find solace in things important to me. | |
| And that' s the way | |
| I want it to be... |