| Song | Live Old |
| Artist | Faun Fables |
| Album | Mother Twilight |
| 作曲 : Dawn | |
| <faun fables - live old - lyrics | |
| One two three | |
| Time will slow you down | |
| If you're lucky | |
| A chance to be ground | |
| Into the earth | |
| The wind playing with your sands | |
| Before you leave this land | |
| Impatience kills good chance | |
| Slow down | |
| Slow down | |
| Slow down | |
| Better not count on winning | |
| There may be no race | |
| Better not scorn the old | |
| Wisdom may need a slower pace | |
| When the pressure of youth are gone | |
| Sing a vaster song | |
| What mattered so much | |
| Time seeded with it's touch | |
| Something age brings | |
| With invisible things | |
| Freed from broken dreams | |
| Grow old | |
| Grow old | |
| Grow old | |
| Better not kill it in youth | |
| You might pass through that portal | |
| Better not count on dying | |
| You just might be immortal | |
| It seems a long wait | |
| For treasure beyond the gate | |
| And your looks and prizes aren't worth taking with you | |
| The trumpet blares | |
| Of youthly cares | |
| Might obscure that view | |
| Theres more | |
| Theres more | |
| Theres more | |
| Something age brings | |
| With invisible things | |
| Freed from broken dreams | |
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| zuò qǔ : Dawn | |
| faun fables live old lyrics | |
| One two three | |
| Time will slow you down | |
| If you' re lucky | |
| A chance to be ground | |
| Into the earth | |
| The wind playing with your sands | |
| Before you leave this land | |
| Impatience kills good chance | |
| Slow down | |
| Slow down | |
| Slow down | |
| Better not count on winning | |
| There may be no race | |
| Better not scorn the old | |
| Wisdom may need a slower pace | |
| When the pressure of youth are gone | |
| Sing a vaster song | |
| What mattered so much | |
| Time seeded with it' s touch | |
| Something age brings | |
| With invisible things | |
| Freed from broken dreams | |
| Grow old | |
| Grow old | |
| Grow old | |
| Better not kill it in youth | |
| You might pass through that portal | |
| Better not count on dying | |
| You just might be immortal | |
| It seems a long wait | |
| For treasure beyond the gate | |
| And your looks and prizes aren' t worth taking with you | |
| The trumpet blares | |
| Of youthly cares | |
| Might obscure that view | |
| Theres more | |
| Theres more | |
| Theres more | |
| Something age brings | |
| With invisible things | |
| Freed from broken dreams | |