| Song | Still In Motion |
| Artist | Turnover |
| Album | Altogether |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Austin Getz/Daniel Dempsey/Casey Getz/William Yip |
| [00:00.25] | Had to go through it to get better |
| [00:05.66] | Keep my blood moving to stay warm |
| [00:10.78] | Sent an unsure message to heaven |
| [00:16.76] | Don't know what I was looking for |
| [00:21.39] | It's always like that |
| [00:26.49] | Too clear for me to see |
| [00:31.72] | Fortune always comes disguised |
| [00:37.04] | Dressed just like me |
| [01:07.53] | A dozen roses by the bed |
| [01:13.33] | Aromatic soft and red |
| [01:20.05] | Another petal on the floor |
| [01:26.98] | When they're all gone desire more |
| [01:32.10] | While the days go by |
| [01:35.26] | Every thing gets old |
| [01:38.73] | Self expression dies |
| [01:42.02] | When it can't grow |
| [01:44.42] | Nothing on the walls |
| [01:47.57] | Paradise filled dream |
| [01:50.78] | Deep enough to hide |
| [01:54.26] | Somewhere in between |
| [02:11.84] | I have the record memorized |
| [02:17.79] | It must have played a thousand times |
| [02:24.44] | A melody that's familiar enough to hide |
| [02:31.29] | Inside your head but not the kind to make you cry |
| [02:36.71] | While the days go by |
| [02:39.90] | Every thing gets old |
| [02:43.21] | Self expression dies |
| [02:46.48] | When it can't grow |
| [02:49.07] | Nothing on the walls |
| [02:52.15] | Paradise filled dream |
| [02:55.28] | Deep enough to hide |
| [02:58.55] | Somewhere in between |
| [03:01.65] | Diamonds in my hand |
| [03:04.96] | Holding on so tight |
| [03:08.09] | Turn it back into |
| [03:11.40] | Sand before my eyes |
| [03:15.03] |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Austin Getz Daniel Dempsey Casey Getz William Yip |
| [00:00.25] | Had to go through it to get better |
| [00:05.66] | Keep my blood moving to stay warm |
| [00:10.78] | Sent an unsure message to heaven |
| [00:16.76] | Don' t know what I was looking for |
| [00:21.39] | It' s always like that |
| [00:26.49] | Too clear for me to see |
| [00:31.72] | Fortune always comes disguised |
| [00:37.04] | Dressed just like me |
| [01:07.53] | A dozen roses by the bed |
| [01:13.33] | Aromatic soft and red |
| [01:20.05] | Another petal on the floor |
| [01:26.98] | When they' re all gone desire more |
| [01:32.10] | While the days go by |
| [01:35.26] | Every thing gets old |
| [01:38.73] | Self expression dies |
| [01:42.02] | When it can' t grow |
| [01:44.42] | Nothing on the walls |
| [01:47.57] | Paradise filled dream |
| [01:50.78] | Deep enough to hide |
| [01:54.26] | Somewhere in between |
| [02:11.84] | I have the record memorized |
| [02:17.79] | It must have played a thousand times |
| [02:24.44] | A melody that' s familiar enough to hide |
| [02:31.29] | Inside your head but not the kind to make you cry |
| [02:36.71] | While the days go by |
| [02:39.90] | Every thing gets old |
| [02:43.21] | Self expression dies |
| [02:46.48] | When it can' t grow |
| [02:49.07] | Nothing on the walls |
| [02:52.15] | Paradise filled dream |
| [02:55.28] | Deep enough to hide |
| [02:58.55] | Somewhere in between |
| [03:01.65] | Diamonds in my hand |
| [03:04.96] | Holding on so tight |
| [03:08.09] | Turn it back into |
| [03:11.40] | Sand before my eyes |
| [03:15.03] |