| Song | Vile Excesses |
| Artist | Mellow Candle |
| Album | Swaddling Songs |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Murray, Murray, Williams | |
| Solstice brings the chill winds to an end | |
| blows summers into chambers cold | |
| dressed as she is in her green and gold | |
| Winter moon turns in another sky | |
| spun by a ghostly sailor's hand | |
| freezing the earth of another land | |
| If the winter winds have made you cold | |
| can you not be glad they have not made you old | |
| with wondering and learning how to fly | |
| All that stands must fall to ash and sand | |
| struggling to grasp the spirit's hand | |
| brings sadness raining from within the song of songs | |
| Tell me show me teach me where you've been | |
| did you see shadows of unicorns | |
| did you wear laurels or a crown of thorns | |
| Tell me show me teach me where you've been | |
| did you see shadows of unicorns | |
| did you wear laurels or a crown of thorns | |
| Dance through sadness dance through tears of rage | |
| dance for the poet d-d-dance for the Queen | |
| dancing for something you've never seen. | |
| Rhapsodising pain will make you blind | |
| harmonising rain can help you find | |
| the way to understand and learning how to cry | |
| All that stands must fall to ash and sand | |
| struggling to grasp another's hand | |
| brings sadness raining from within the song of songs | |
| And if time should turn her other cheek | |
| it's no illusion to be unique | |
| in your own eye is the light you seek | |
| See... |
| zuo qu : Murray, Murray, Williams | |
| Solstice brings the chill winds to an end | |
| blows summers into chambers cold | |
| dressed as she is in her green and gold | |
| Winter moon turns in another sky | |
| spun by a ghostly sailor' s hand | |
| freezing the earth of another land | |
| If the winter winds have made you cold | |
| can you not be glad they have not made you old | |
| with wondering and learning how to fly | |
| All that stands must fall to ash and sand | |
| struggling to grasp the spirit' s hand | |
| brings sadness raining from within the song of songs | |
| Tell me show me teach me where you' ve been | |
| did you see shadows of unicorns | |
| did you wear laurels or a crown of thorns | |
| Tell me show me teach me where you' ve been | |
| did you see shadows of unicorns | |
| did you wear laurels or a crown of thorns | |
| Dance through sadness dance through tears of rage | |
| dance for the poet dddance for the Queen | |
| dancing for something you' ve never seen. | |
| Rhapsodising pain will make you blind | |
| harmonising rain can help you find | |
| the way to understand and learning how to cry | |
| All that stands must fall to ash and sand | |
| struggling to grasp another' s hand | |
| brings sadness raining from within the song of songs | |
| And if time should turn her other cheek | |
| it' s no illusion to be unique | |
| in your own eye is the light you seek | |
| See... |
| zuò qǔ : Murray, Murray, Williams | |
| Solstice brings the chill winds to an end | |
| blows summers into chambers cold | |
| dressed as she is in her green and gold | |
| Winter moon turns in another sky | |
| spun by a ghostly sailor' s hand | |
| freezing the earth of another land | |
| If the winter winds have made you cold | |
| can you not be glad they have not made you old | |
| with wondering and learning how to fly | |
| All that stands must fall to ash and sand | |
| struggling to grasp the spirit' s hand | |
| brings sadness raining from within the song of songs | |
| Tell me show me teach me where you' ve been | |
| did you see shadows of unicorns | |
| did you wear laurels or a crown of thorns | |
| Tell me show me teach me where you' ve been | |
| did you see shadows of unicorns | |
| did you wear laurels or a crown of thorns | |
| Dance through sadness dance through tears of rage | |
| dance for the poet dddance for the Queen | |
| dancing for something you' ve never seen. | |
| Rhapsodising pain will make you blind | |
| harmonising rain can help you find | |
| the way to understand and learning how to cry | |
| All that stands must fall to ash and sand | |
| struggling to grasp another' s hand | |
| brings sadness raining from within the song of songs | |
| And if time should turn her other cheek | |
| it' s no illusion to be unique | |
| in your own eye is the light you seek | |
| See... |