| Song | This World Dreams Of |
| Artist | Cowboy Junkies |
| Album | Early 21st Century Blues |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Timmins | |
| Try to find the reference | |
| It makes no difference to me. | |
| Draw your own conclusions, | |
| Add to my confusion if you please. | |
| The time for concessions | |
| And midnight confessions is long gone. | |
| I'll sit here in the silence | |
| And wait for all the violence to engulf me. | |
| I hate to take the easy way out, now people, | |
| But options are closing down fast. | |
| More things are wrought by prayer | |
| Than this world dreams of. | |
| Vengeance has been tasted, | |
| Hatred cultivated, | |
| Its an old game. | |
| Everyone gets fatter, | |
| People choose what matters, | |
| There's no shame. | |
| I hate to take the easy way out, now people, | |
| But options are closing down fast. | |
| More things are wrought by prayer | |
| Than this world dreams of. | |
| Simple as a folk tale, | |
| Deadly as a stairwell, | |
| It surrounds you. | |
| Stupid men and bastards | |
| Always bite their masters. | |
| They will get you. | |
| I hate to take the easy way out, now people, | |
| But options are closing down fast. | |
| More things are wrought by prayer | |
| Than this world dreams of. | |
| This world dreams of |
| zuo qu : Timmins | |
| Try to find the reference | |
| It makes no difference to me. | |
| Draw your own conclusions, | |
| Add to my confusion if you please. | |
| The time for concessions | |
| And midnight confessions is long gone. | |
| I' ll sit here in the silence | |
| And wait for all the violence to engulf me. | |
| I hate to take the easy way out, now people, | |
| But options are closing down fast. | |
| More things are wrought by prayer | |
| Than this world dreams of. | |
| Vengeance has been tasted, | |
| Hatred cultivated, | |
| Its an old game. | |
| Everyone gets fatter, | |
| People choose what matters, | |
| There' s no shame. | |
| I hate to take the easy way out, now people, | |
| But options are closing down fast. | |
| More things are wrought by prayer | |
| Than this world dreams of. | |
| Simple as a folk tale, | |
| Deadly as a stairwell, | |
| It surrounds you. | |
| Stupid men and bastards | |
| Always bite their masters. | |
| They will get you. | |
| I hate to take the easy way out, now people, | |
| But options are closing down fast. | |
| More things are wrought by prayer | |
| Than this world dreams of. | |
| This world dreams of |
| zuò qǔ : Timmins | |
| Try to find the reference | |
| It makes no difference to me. | |
| Draw your own conclusions, | |
| Add to my confusion if you please. | |
| The time for concessions | |
| And midnight confessions is long gone. | |
| I' ll sit here in the silence | |
| And wait for all the violence to engulf me. | |
| I hate to take the easy way out, now people, | |
| But options are closing down fast. | |
| More things are wrought by prayer | |
| Than this world dreams of. | |
| Vengeance has been tasted, | |
| Hatred cultivated, | |
| Its an old game. | |
| Everyone gets fatter, | |
| People choose what matters, | |
| There' s no shame. | |
| I hate to take the easy way out, now people, | |
| But options are closing down fast. | |
| More things are wrought by prayer | |
| Than this world dreams of. | |
| Simple as a folk tale, | |
| Deadly as a stairwell, | |
| It surrounds you. | |
| Stupid men and bastards | |
| Always bite their masters. | |
| They will get you. | |
| I hate to take the easy way out, now people, | |
| But options are closing down fast. | |
| More things are wrought by prayer | |
| Than this world dreams of. | |
| This world dreams of |