| Song | Province |
| Artist | TV on the Radio |
| Album | Return To Cookie Mountain |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Malone, Sitek | |
| Suddenly all your history's ablaze | |
| Try to breathe as the world disintegrates | |
| Just like autumn leaves we're in for change | |
| Holding tenderly to what remains | |
| And all your memories are as precious as gold | |
| And all the honey, and the fire which you stole | |
| Have you runnin' through all your red cheek days | |
| Shakin' loose these songs from their sacred hidin' space | |
| Hold your heart courageously | |
| As we walk into this dark place | |
| Stand, stare fast, erect and see | |
| That love is the province of the brave | |
| Push under this expanse of buzzing stars | |
| Let this burnin' brightly illuminate where we are | |
| Fill this hallow that lovers voices occupy | |
| Let it follow that we let it free, let it fly | |
| Breaking open the walls of this cage | |
| Intoxicated, oh, so amazed | |
| Much like falcons tumblin' from our hearts that blaze | |
| Oh come join, arms engaged | |
| Hold these hearts courageously | |
| As we walk into this dark place | |
| Stand, stare fast beside me and see | |
| That love is the province of the brave |
| zuo qu : Malone, Sitek | |
| Suddenly all your history' s ablaze | |
| Try to breathe as the world disintegrates | |
| Just like autumn leaves we' re in for change | |
| Holding tenderly to what remains | |
| And all your memories are as precious as gold | |
| And all the honey, and the fire which you stole | |
| Have you runnin' through all your red cheek days | |
| Shakin' loose these songs from their sacred hidin' space | |
| Hold your heart courageously | |
| As we walk into this dark place | |
| Stand, stare fast, erect and see | |
| That love is the province of the brave | |
| Push under this expanse of buzzing stars | |
| Let this burnin' brightly illuminate where we are | |
| Fill this hallow that lovers voices occupy | |
| Let it follow that we let it free, let it fly | |
| Breaking open the walls of this cage | |
| Intoxicated, oh, so amazed | |
| Much like falcons tumblin' from our hearts that blaze | |
| Oh come join, arms engaged | |
| Hold these hearts courageously | |
| As we walk into this dark place | |
| Stand, stare fast beside me and see | |
| That love is the province of the brave |
| zuò qǔ : Malone, Sitek | |
| Suddenly all your history' s ablaze | |
| Try to breathe as the world disintegrates | |
| Just like autumn leaves we' re in for change | |
| Holding tenderly to what remains | |
| And all your memories are as precious as gold | |
| And all the honey, and the fire which you stole | |
| Have you runnin' through all your red cheek days | |
| Shakin' loose these songs from their sacred hidin' space | |
| Hold your heart courageously | |
| As we walk into this dark place | |
| Stand, stare fast, erect and see | |
| That love is the province of the brave | |
| Push under this expanse of buzzing stars | |
| Let this burnin' brightly illuminate where we are | |
| Fill this hallow that lovers voices occupy | |
| Let it follow that we let it free, let it fly | |
| Breaking open the walls of this cage | |
| Intoxicated, oh, so amazed | |
| Much like falcons tumblin' from our hearts that blaze | |
| Oh come join, arms engaged | |
| Hold these hearts courageously | |
| As we walk into this dark place | |
| Stand, stare fast beside me and see | |
| That love is the province of the brave |