| Song | September 24, 1999 |
| Artist | Xavier Rudd |
| Album | Food In The Belly |
| 作曲 : Rudd | |
| A relaxed state of worry. | |
| Predicted fate seems constructed. | |
| And by the car tremors were lightly shaded | |
| While the radiator's overheating. | |
| So then when I remove the cap, | |
| Do I speak, where do I stand? | |
| For now our judge my fear just serve as tension | |
| For hers is so far from home. | |
| Germinating seed from the positive | |
| Germinating deep inside my heart. | |
| And it will gnaw through the negatives | |
| As it grows on | |
| Cause I won't fall away from this. | |
| Nothing you say will make me twist. | |
| I won't fall away from this. | |
| Nothing you say will make me twist. | |
| Black clouds seem thick | |
| When they cover all your stars. | |
| There'll be days when you will sit. | |
| You'll let them swallow your spark. | |
| But the fear is in the wind | |
| Without choice in the dark. | |
| And then again there's ice cream | |
| And so much hype, and so much talk. | |
| With human beings comes so much hate and violence | |
| But you can always seek love and support. | |
| And I keep hoping, frustrated, | |
| For my gift to be served. | |
| And my foolish insecurity | |
| Ignores the guidance from those clear and in touch. | |
| Look there's belief from the feeders | |
| And true belief from some who love. | |
| And now it's growing inside the one sent to me | |
| By her heart. | |
| Cause I won't fall away from this. | |
| Nothing you say will make me twist. | |
| And I won't fall away from this. | |
| Nothing you say will make me twist. | |
| So I'll take the test presented | |
| And I will force it back inside its home. | |
| Cause my heart will win | |
| Always |
| zuò qǔ : Rudd | |
| A relaxed state of worry. | |
| Predicted fate seems constructed. | |
| And by the car tremors were lightly shaded | |
| While the radiator' s overheating. | |
| So then when I remove the cap, | |
| Do I speak, where do I stand? | |
| For now our judge my fear just serve as tension | |
| For hers is so far from home. | |
| Germinating seed from the positive | |
| Germinating deep inside my heart. | |
| And it will gnaw through the negatives | |
| As it grows on | |
| Cause I won' t fall away from this. | |
| Nothing you say will make me twist. | |
| I won' t fall away from this. | |
| Nothing you say will make me twist. | |
| Black clouds seem thick | |
| When they cover all your stars. | |
| There' ll be days when you will sit. | |
| You' ll let them swallow your spark. | |
| But the fear is in the wind | |
| Without choice in the dark. | |
| And then again there' s ice cream | |
| And so much hype, and so much talk. | |
| With human beings comes so much hate and violence | |
| But you can always seek love and support. | |
| And I keep hoping, frustrated, | |
| For my gift to be served. | |
| And my foolish insecurity | |
| Ignores the guidance from those clear and in touch. | |
| Look there' s belief from the feeders | |
| And true belief from some who love. | |
| And now it' s growing inside the one sent to me | |
| By her heart. | |
| Cause I won' t fall away from this. | |
| Nothing you say will make me twist. | |
| And I won' t fall away from this. | |
| Nothing you say will make me twist. | |
| So I' ll take the test presented | |
| And I will force it back inside its home. | |
| Cause my heart will win | |
| Always |