| Song | Lines & Circles |
| Artist | Screaming Trees |
| Album | Invisible Lantern |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Screaming Trees | |
| Crystal faces on a windowsill | |
| I can hear them whisper slowly | |
| Like the chill wind | |
| That moves around this room i'm in | |
| They're going places i've never been | |
| Saying words i've never said | |
| Thoughts of logic at once stopped dead | |
| Moving up all around my head | |
| Lines are forming, circling round my eyes | |
| Turning round, voice would never die | |
| Hey mister sun outside my doorway | |
| Is a revelation, a revolution | |
| I know i would, i've seen it's real | |
| I know i can set your mind free | |
| There's a wide open top to your flower | |
| Every hour growing dead | |
| Lines are forming, circling round my eyes | |
| Turning round, voice would never die | |
| Crystal evenings cracked just like the smile i knew | |
| We're going nowhere so much faster | |
| I can't try to make it stop, yeah | |
| I know there's truth that lies beyond | |
| This world that you perceive | |
| Lines are forming, circling round my eyes | |
| Turning round, voice would never die | |
| It's forming | |
| In a shapeless world i've formed a change |
| zuo ci : Screaming Trees | |
| Crystal faces on a windowsill | |
| I can hear them whisper slowly | |
| Like the chill wind | |
| That moves around this room i' m in | |
| They' re going places i' ve never been | |
| Saying words i' ve never said | |
| Thoughts of logic at once stopped dead | |
| Moving up all around my head | |
| Lines are forming, circling round my eyes | |
| Turning round, voice would never die | |
| Hey mister sun outside my doorway | |
| Is a revelation, a revolution | |
| I know i would, i' ve seen it' s real | |
| I know i can set your mind free | |
| There' s a wide open top to your flower | |
| Every hour growing dead | |
| Lines are forming, circling round my eyes | |
| Turning round, voice would never die | |
| Crystal evenings cracked just like the smile i knew | |
| We' re going nowhere so much faster | |
| I can' t try to make it stop, yeah | |
| I know there' s truth that lies beyond | |
| This world that you perceive | |
| Lines are forming, circling round my eyes | |
| Turning round, voice would never die | |
| It' s forming | |
| In a shapeless world i' ve formed a change |
| zuò cí : Screaming Trees | |
| Crystal faces on a windowsill | |
| I can hear them whisper slowly | |
| Like the chill wind | |
| That moves around this room i' m in | |
| They' re going places i' ve never been | |
| Saying words i' ve never said | |
| Thoughts of logic at once stopped dead | |
| Moving up all around my head | |
| Lines are forming, circling round my eyes | |
| Turning round, voice would never die | |
| Hey mister sun outside my doorway | |
| Is a revelation, a revolution | |
| I know i would, i' ve seen it' s real | |
| I know i can set your mind free | |
| There' s a wide open top to your flower | |
| Every hour growing dead | |
| Lines are forming, circling round my eyes | |
| Turning round, voice would never die | |
| Crystal evenings cracked just like the smile i knew | |
| We' re going nowhere so much faster | |
| I can' t try to make it stop, yeah | |
| I know there' s truth that lies beyond | |
| This world that you perceive | |
| Lines are forming, circling round my eyes | |
| Turning round, voice would never die | |
| It' s forming | |
| In a shapeless world i' ve formed a change |