| Song | By False Lights |
| Artist | Trembling Blue Stars |
| Album | The Last Holy Writer |
| 作词 : Wratten | |
| The bones | |
| Of every ship | |
| That ever came to grief | |
| Lie here | |
| Lie here | |
| Mystery begins | |
| Mystery begins | |
| Right here | |
| Right here | |
| They thought they were safe | |
| But they weren�t safe | |
| A watery grave | |
| A watery grave | |
| They thought that the rocks | |
| Were further away | |
| A lantern above the caves | |
| Mystery begins | |
| Mystery begins | |
| Right here | |
| Right here |
| zuò cí : Wratten | |
| The bones | |
| Of every ship | |
| That ever came to grief | |
| Lie here | |
| Lie here | |
| Mystery begins | |
| Mystery begins | |
| Right here | |
| Right here | |
| They thought they were safe | |
| But they weren t safe | |
| A watery grave | |
| A watery grave | |
| They thought that the rocks | |
| Were further away | |
| A lantern above the caves | |
| Mystery begins | |
| Mystery begins | |
| Right here | |
| Right here |