| Song | Pencil Rain |
| Artist | They Might Be Giants |
| Album | Lincoln |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : They Might Be Giants | |
| The possible dream | |
| Finale of seem | |
| The moment that some call eternal that some call insane | |
| Now helmets on each head awaiting the first lead | |
| The pageant is named the pencil rain | |
| The infantry stands | |
| And holds out its hands | |
| The marshal's binoculars focus and skyward they train | |
| They're searching the yonder blue | |
| They look out for number two | |
| The heraldry of the pencil rain | |
| And now hear the roar that none can ignore | |
| The thunderous clatter of splintering wood and lives that are claimed | |
| And none who have witnessed all | |
| Can think of a nobler cause than perishing in the pencil rain | |
| The pencil rain | |
| The pencil rain | |
| The pencil rain |
| zuo ci : They Might Be Giants | |
| The possible dream | |
| Finale of seem | |
| The moment that some call eternal that some call insane | |
| Now helmets on each head awaiting the first lead | |
| The pageant is named the pencil rain | |
| The infantry stands | |
| And holds out its hands | |
| The marshal' s binoculars focus and skyward they train | |
| They' re searching the yonder blue | |
| They look out for number two | |
| The heraldry of the pencil rain | |
| And now hear the roar that none can ignore | |
| The thunderous clatter of splintering wood and lives that are claimed | |
| And none who have witnessed all | |
| Can think of a nobler cause than perishing in the pencil rain | |
| The pencil rain | |
| The pencil rain | |
| The pencil rain |
| zuò cí : They Might Be Giants | |
| The possible dream | |
| Finale of seem | |
| The moment that some call eternal that some call insane | |
| Now helmets on each head awaiting the first lead | |
| The pageant is named the pencil rain | |
| The infantry stands | |
| And holds out its hands | |
| The marshal' s binoculars focus and skyward they train | |
| They' re searching the yonder blue | |
| They look out for number two | |
| The heraldry of the pencil rain | |
| And now hear the roar that none can ignore | |
| The thunderous clatter of splintering wood and lives that are claimed | |
| And none who have witnessed all | |
| Can think of a nobler cause than perishing in the pencil rain | |
| The pencil rain | |
| The pencil rain | |
| The pencil rain |