| Song | Look Horizon |
| Artist | John Cale |
| Album | Hobosapiens |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Cale | |
| The bears are in the forest | |
| The Pope's in Rome | |
| I'm on a beach in Zanzibar | |
| Or at least I'll be here soon | |
| What a shame we carry with us | |
| The residue of fools | |
| Instead of better wisdom | |
| And Advance Tools | |
| We prefer to be standing | |
| Looking out from higher ground | |
| Breathing air to lift the spirits | |
| Or racing balloons in the Alps | |
| While on the beach in Zanzibar | |
| We're struggling in the surf | |
| Seeing the Look Horizon | |
| Moving further away from us | |
| And I close my eyes | |
| I think it's me | |
| Out on the Look Horizon where I found you. | |
| Across the Nile | |
| The Land of Pharaoh is digging up its past | |
| The broken amulets of history | |
| Strewn in our path | |
| I feel like someone's watching | |
| Through a window frame | |
| A child prodding a wounded insect | |
| Next to a cow in the pouring rain |
| zuo ci : Cale | |
| The bears are in the forest | |
| The Pope' s in Rome | |
| I' m on a beach in Zanzibar | |
| Or at least I' ll be here soon | |
| What a shame we carry with us | |
| The residue of fools | |
| Instead of better wisdom | |
| And Advance Tools | |
| We prefer to be standing | |
| Looking out from higher ground | |
| Breathing air to lift the spirits | |
| Or racing balloons in the Alps | |
| While on the beach in Zanzibar | |
| We' re struggling in the surf | |
| Seeing the Look Horizon | |
| Moving further away from us | |
| And I close my eyes | |
| I think it' s me | |
| Out on the Look Horizon where I found you. | |
| Across the Nile | |
| The Land of Pharaoh is digging up its past | |
| The broken amulets of history | |
| Strewn in our path | |
| I feel like someone' s watching | |
| Through a window frame | |
| A child prodding a wounded insect | |
| Next to a cow in the pouring rain |
| zuò cí : Cale | |
| The bears are in the forest | |
| The Pope' s in Rome | |
| I' m on a beach in Zanzibar | |
| Or at least I' ll be here soon | |
| What a shame we carry with us | |
| The residue of fools | |
| Instead of better wisdom | |
| And Advance Tools | |
| We prefer to be standing | |
| Looking out from higher ground | |
| Breathing air to lift the spirits | |
| Or racing balloons in the Alps | |
| While on the beach in Zanzibar | |
| We' re struggling in the surf | |
| Seeing the Look Horizon | |
| Moving further away from us | |
| And I close my eyes | |
| I think it' s me | |
| Out on the Look Horizon where I found you. | |
| Across the Nile | |
| The Land of Pharaoh is digging up its past | |
| The broken amulets of history | |
| Strewn in our path | |
| I feel like someone' s watching | |
| Through a window frame | |
| A child prodding a wounded insect | |
| Next to a cow in the pouring rain |