| Song | Scarlet Arch |
| Artist | And Also the Trees |
| Album | From Horizon to Horizon |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Burrows, Havas, Jones | |
| Lie in the pale summer heat | |
| Find a clock as it ticks | |
| Oh, to never sleep | |
| But the clock ticks so loud | |
| Like the cracking of whips | |
| Till the sun slowly heaves | |
| From the blood hungry land | |
| To its heaven of blue | |
| Run, through the dust and the stones | |
| Like a stream as it flows | |
| Through the kingdom of peace | |
| But a beast roamed his head | |
| Like the aching of guilt | |
| As it bakes in the heat | |
| As its swollen tongue speaks | |
| Robs the old of their breath | |
| Hang beneath dawns scarlet arch | |
| Where the wind ever moans | |
| Like the slaveship it drifts |
| zuo qu : Burrows, Havas, Jones | |
| Lie in the pale summer heat | |
| Find a clock as it ticks | |
| Oh, to never sleep | |
| But the clock ticks so loud | |
| Like the cracking of whips | |
| Till the sun slowly heaves | |
| From the blood hungry land | |
| To its heaven of blue | |
| Run, through the dust and the stones | |
| Like a stream as it flows | |
| Through the kingdom of peace | |
| But a beast roamed his head | |
| Like the aching of guilt | |
| As it bakes in the heat | |
| As its swollen tongue speaks | |
| Robs the old of their breath | |
| Hang beneath dawns scarlet arch | |
| Where the wind ever moans | |
| Like the slaveship it drifts |
| zuò qǔ : Burrows, Havas, Jones | |
| Lie in the pale summer heat | |
| Find a clock as it ticks | |
| Oh, to never sleep | |
| But the clock ticks so loud | |
| Like the cracking of whips | |
| Till the sun slowly heaves | |
| From the blood hungry land | |
| To its heaven of blue | |
| Run, through the dust and the stones | |
| Like a stream as it flows | |
| Through the kingdom of peace | |
| But a beast roamed his head | |
| Like the aching of guilt | |
| As it bakes in the heat | |
| As its swollen tongue speaks | |
| Robs the old of their breath | |
| Hang beneath dawns scarlet arch | |
| Where the wind ever moans | |
| Like the slaveship it drifts |