| Song | Bleed A River Deep |
| Artist | Ed Harcourt |
| Album | From Every Sphere |
| 作曲 : Harcourt | |
| When the clock strikes dead on midnight | |
| Books fly through the hall | |
| All the lampshades turn and rotate | |
| She walks through the wall | |
| With hands in pockets, I search for rockets that might light up the sky | |
| Have become more withdrawn, since I was first born | |
| But i never know why | |
| I see my body float like leaves | |
| Every day I want to breathe | |
| Rap my knuckles till they bleed | |
| A river deep | |
| If I had sharp claws I'd get on all fours | |
| And scratch your back for free | |
| But it's been written, these nails are bitten | |
| I know what I could be. | |
| I see my body float like leaves | |
| Every day I want to breathe | |
| Rap my knuckles till they bleed | |
| A River Deep |
| zuò qǔ : Harcourt | |
| When the clock strikes dead on midnight | |
| Books fly through the hall | |
| All the lampshades turn and rotate | |
| She walks through the wall | |
| With hands in pockets, I search for rockets that might light up the sky | |
| Have become more withdrawn, since I was first born | |
| But i never know why | |
| I see my body float like leaves | |
| Every day I want to breathe | |
| Rap my knuckles till they bleed | |
| A river deep | |
| If I had sharp claws I' d get on all fours | |
| And scratch your back for free | |
| But it' s been written, these nails are bitten | |
| I know what I could be. | |
| I see my body float like leaves | |
| Every day I want to breathe | |
| Rap my knuckles till they bleed | |
| A River Deep |