| Song | November Starlings |
| Artist | Trembling Blue Stars |
| Album | The Last Holy Writer |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Wratten |
| [00:08.56] | The world is beautiful and it’s waiting |
| [00:15.53] | We’re hungry for what’s on the table |
| [00:22.62] | Under clouds that keep on changing |
| [00:29.45] | Hope returns and keeps returning |
| [00:44.32] | That trace of sunshine in the winter |
| [00:51.29] | That breeze when summer’s at its highest |
| [00:58.20] | Part of the ride, of the adventure |
| [01:05.57] | You and I will journey together |
| [01:10.61] | Sharing whatever |
| [01:14.88] | We uncover |
| [01:24.40] | The dusk upon The Marsh |
| [01:31.35] | The stations of the cross |
| [01:36.16] | Rest your head on me and I’ll catch you |
| [01:40.39] | Your head on me and I’ll catch you |
| [01:43.72] | I’ll catch you |
| [01:55.88] | This life that you and I are living |
| [02:02.46] | It’s a scrapbook in the making |
| [02:09.78] | Flick to the howl of England’s garden |
| [02:16.99] | Save a page for November starlings |
| [02:31.78] | Pinning down what we are feeling |
| [02:38.77] | Is something we’ll never be awake to |
| [02:45.75] | Love does the hiding we the seeking |
| [02:52.67] | And there will never be a breakthrough |
| [02:58.08] | Undefined it will stay |
| [03:01.56] | A handful of snowflakes |
| [03:11.18] | Trying to tell you how much and how |
| [03:17.86] | Beyond squeezing your hand three times in a crowd |
| [03:23.43] | Rest your head on me and I’ll catch you |
| [03:27.46] | Your head on me and I’ll catch you |
| [03:31.28] | I’ll catch you |
| [03:53.53] | |
| [03:55.46] |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Wratten |
| [00:08.56] | The world is beautiful and it' s waiting |
| [00:15.53] | We' re hungry for what' s on the table |
| [00:22.62] | Under clouds that keep on changing |
| [00:29.45] | Hope returns and keeps returning |
| [00:44.32] | That trace of sunshine in the winter |
| [00:51.29] | That breeze when summer' s at its highest |
| [00:58.20] | Part of the ride, of the adventure |
| [01:05.57] | You and I will journey together |
| [01:10.61] | Sharing whatever |
| [01:14.88] | We uncover |
| [01:24.40] | The dusk upon The Marsh |
| [01:31.35] | The stations of the cross |
| [01:36.16] | Rest your head on me and I' ll catch you |
| [01:40.39] | Your head on me and I' ll catch you |
| [01:43.72] | I' ll catch you |
| [01:55.88] | This life that you and I are living |
| [02:02.46] | It' s a scrapbook in the making |
| [02:09.78] | Flick to the howl of England' s garden |
| [02:16.99] | Save a page for November starlings |
| [02:31.78] | Pinning down what we are feeling |
| [02:38.77] | Is something we' ll never be awake to |
| [02:45.75] | Love does the hiding we the seeking |
| [02:52.67] | And there will never be a breakthrough |
| [02:58.08] | Undefined it will stay |
| [03:01.56] | A handful of snowflakes |
| [03:11.18] | Trying to tell you how much and how |
| [03:17.86] | Beyond squeezing your hand three times in a crowd |
| [03:23.43] | Rest your head on me and I' ll catch you |
| [03:27.46] | Your head on me and I' ll catch you |
| [03:31.28] | I' ll catch you |
| [03:53.53] | |
| [03:55.46] |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Wratten |
| [00:08.56] | The world is beautiful and it' s waiting |
| [00:15.53] | We' re hungry for what' s on the table |
| [00:22.62] | Under clouds that keep on changing |
| [00:29.45] | Hope returns and keeps returning |
| [00:44.32] | That trace of sunshine in the winter |
| [00:51.29] | That breeze when summer' s at its highest |
| [00:58.20] | Part of the ride, of the adventure |
| [01:05.57] | You and I will journey together |
| [01:10.61] | Sharing whatever |
| [01:14.88] | We uncover |
| [01:24.40] | The dusk upon The Marsh |
| [01:31.35] | The stations of the cross |
| [01:36.16] | Rest your head on me and I' ll catch you |
| [01:40.39] | Your head on me and I' ll catch you |
| [01:43.72] | I' ll catch you |
| [01:55.88] | This life that you and I are living |
| [02:02.46] | It' s a scrapbook in the making |
| [02:09.78] | Flick to the howl of England' s garden |
| [02:16.99] | Save a page for November starlings |
| [02:31.78] | Pinning down what we are feeling |
| [02:38.77] | Is something we' ll never be awake to |
| [02:45.75] | Love does the hiding we the seeking |
| [02:52.67] | And there will never be a breakthrough |
| [02:58.08] | Undefined it will stay |
| [03:01.56] | A handful of snowflakes |
| [03:11.18] | Trying to tell you how much and how |
| [03:17.86] | Beyond squeezing your hand three times in a crowd |
| [03:23.43] | Rest your head on me and I' ll catch you |
| [03:27.46] | Your head on me and I' ll catch you |
| [03:31.28] | I' ll catch you |
| [03:53.53] | |
| [03:55.46] |