| Song | Running Across Thin Ice With Tigers |
| Artist | John Foxx |
| Album | The Golden Section Tour + The Omnidelic Tour |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Foxx | |
| He said he was a saint | |
| And he had some colour movies | |
| "you will grow older and then younger | |
| Tattoed like a loser" | |
| Long streams of silence connect hand to hand | |
| With the memories in the car parks | |
| And the flowers and the sand | |
| So here are the wings and the burnt out suits | |
| Here are the maps of all your youth | |
| Here where the songs are all of longing | |
| Here where the skies are always haunting | |
| And I'm running, yes I'm running... | |
| I am Running Across Thin Ice With Tigers | |
| He was talking as I glanced away | |
| At silver tortures in colour vision | |
| It was a golden time | |
| A time of bones and flowers | |
| There was an angel in a ruined suit | |
| Stranded on Broadway | |
| I gave him change and he gave me the time of day | |
| So here are the wings and the burnt-out-suits | |
| Here are the maps of all your youth | |
| Here where the songs are all of longing | |
| Here where the skies are always haunting | |
| And I'm running... yes I'm running | |
| I am Running Across Thin Ice With Tigers |
| zuo qu : Foxx | |
| He said he was a saint | |
| And he had some colour movies | |
| " you will grow older and then younger | |
| Tattoed like a loser" | |
| Long streams of silence connect hand to hand | |
| With the memories in the car parks | |
| And the flowers and the sand | |
| So here are the wings and the burnt out suits | |
| Here are the maps of all your youth | |
| Here where the songs are all of longing | |
| Here where the skies are always haunting | |
| And I' m running, yes I' m running... | |
| I am Running Across Thin Ice With Tigers | |
| He was talking as I glanced away | |
| At silver tortures in colour vision | |
| It was a golden time | |
| A time of bones and flowers | |
| There was an angel in a ruined suit | |
| Stranded on Broadway | |
| I gave him change and he gave me the time of day | |
| So here are the wings and the burntoutsuits | |
| Here are the maps of all your youth | |
| Here where the songs are all of longing | |
| Here where the skies are always haunting | |
| And I' m running... yes I' m running | |
| I am Running Across Thin Ice With Tigers |
| zuò qǔ : Foxx | |
| He said he was a saint | |
| And he had some colour movies | |
| " you will grow older and then younger | |
| Tattoed like a loser" | |
| Long streams of silence connect hand to hand | |
| With the memories in the car parks | |
| And the flowers and the sand | |
| So here are the wings and the burnt out suits | |
| Here are the maps of all your youth | |
| Here where the songs are all of longing | |
| Here where the skies are always haunting | |
| And I' m running, yes I' m running... | |
| I am Running Across Thin Ice With Tigers | |
| He was talking as I glanced away | |
| At silver tortures in colour vision | |
| It was a golden time | |
| A time of bones and flowers | |
| There was an angel in a ruined suit | |
| Stranded on Broadway | |
| I gave him change and he gave me the time of day | |
| So here are the wings and the burntoutsuits | |
| Here are the maps of all your youth | |
| Here where the songs are all of longing | |
| Here where the skies are always haunting | |
| And I' m running... yes I' m running | |
| I am Running Across Thin Ice With Tigers |