| Song | Horoscopes |
| Artist | Lanks |
| Album | twentyseven |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : W Cuming/a Eremin |
| [00:01.47] | There’s pad thai around us |
| [00:03.66] | Thrown across the ground and |
| [00:05.46] | A murmur of silence |
| [00:07.38] | Stirs in his eyelids |
| [00:09.18] | A light bulb of brilliance |
| [00:11.13] | Gotta make you millions |
| [00:12.93] | Filled up with helium |
| [00:14.82] | Is that where all the genius comes from? |
| [00:17.28] | Now he’s frowning |
| [00:18.54] | Drooping here and drowsing |
| [00:20.40] | A disappointed thought bubble |
| [00:22.41] | Fills up till it bursts. Another |
| [00:24.27] | Melody that’s painted |
| [00:26.04] | Watercolours making |
| [00:27.84] | Brushstrokes of mess |
| [00:29.46] | Well is that him at his best? |
| [00:31.59] | Lost your feel |
| [00:33.93] | You were the one that led my path to me |
| [00:37.68] | And now your boat is rocking on its keel |
| [00:41.37] | You were the one that showed me light was real |
| [00:43.68] | It was always up to me |
| [00:48.24] | But why could I never see it? |
| [00:54.24] | You were something I thought I needed |
| [00:58.77] | But horoscopes ain’t real |
| [01:01.74] | The stars are aligned now |
| [01:03.66] | Jupiter is fine but |
| [01:05.64] | Asked me for a cigarette |
| [01:07.29] | I guess I should have given it |
| [01:09.09] | For all I have taken |
| [01:11.07] | Maybe I should wake him |
| [01:13.14] | Up from his dream |
| [01:14.52] | But maybe I’m misreading it |
| [02:16.89] | Lost your feel |
| [02:18.81] | You were the one that led my path to me |
| [02:22.68] | And now your boat is rocking on its keel |
| [02:26.34] | You were the one that showed me light was real |
| [02:28.71] | It was always up to me |
| [02:43.77] | But why could I never see it? |
| [02:54.24] | You were something I thought I needed |
| [02:58.77] | But horoscopes ain’t real |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : W Cuming a Eremin |
| [00:01.47] | There' s pad thai around us |
| [00:03.66] | Thrown across the ground and |
| [00:05.46] | A murmur of silence |
| [00:07.38] | Stirs in his eyelids |
| [00:09.18] | A light bulb of brilliance |
| [00:11.13] | Gotta make you millions |
| [00:12.93] | Filled up with helium |
| [00:14.82] | Is that where all the genius comes from? |
| [00:17.28] | Now he' s frowning |
| [00:18.54] | Drooping here and drowsing |
| [00:20.40] | A disappointed thought bubble |
| [00:22.41] | Fills up till it bursts. Another |
| [00:24.27] | Melody that' s painted |
| [00:26.04] | Watercolours making |
| [00:27.84] | Brushstrokes of mess |
| [00:29.46] | Well is that him at his best? |
| [00:31.59] | Lost your feel |
| [00:33.93] | You were the one that led my path to me |
| [00:37.68] | And now your boat is rocking on its keel |
| [00:41.37] | You were the one that showed me light was real |
| [00:43.68] | It was always up to me |
| [00:48.24] | But why could I never see it? |
| [00:54.24] | You were something I thought I needed |
| [00:58.77] | But horoscopes ain' t real |
| [01:01.74] | The stars are aligned now |
| [01:03.66] | Jupiter is fine but |
| [01:05.64] | Asked me for a cigarette |
| [01:07.29] | I guess I should have given it |
| [01:09.09] | For all I have taken |
| [01:11.07] | Maybe I should wake him |
| [01:13.14] | Up from his dream |
| [01:14.52] | But maybe I' m misreading it |
| [02:16.89] | Lost your feel |
| [02:18.81] | You were the one that led my path to me |
| [02:22.68] | And now your boat is rocking on its keel |
| [02:26.34] | You were the one that showed me light was real |
| [02:28.71] | It was always up to me |
| [02:43.77] | But why could I never see it? |
| [02:54.24] | You were something I thought I needed |
| [02:58.77] | But horoscopes ain' t real |