| Song | Things to Forget |
| Artist | Sarah Harmer |
| Album | All of Our Names |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Harmer | |
| I got to put some things in the ground | |
| Even with this season coming around | |
| It's green's last gasp | |
| And leaves brown | |
| And autumn days are winding down | |
| I got to get it out of my head | |
| And make good on some things i've said | |
| In case you overheard my plans | |
| And find me out as the talker that I am | |
| But holidays are made for reading | |
| And remembering things that are worth repeating | |
| In the clatter of the afternoon | |
| In the sunlight that is left | |
| We can make a list of things to forget | |
| Maybe the drive was a little too long | |
| Can we pull over to the shoulder so I can write this song | |
| The carpet they laid out is a grey shade of red | |
| Road work ahead | |
| That's what we said | |
| But holidays are made for reading | |
| And remembering things that are worth repeating | |
| In the clatter of the afternoon | |
| In the sunlight that is left | |
| We can make a list of things | |
| To forget the false starts | |
| And the loose strings | |
| The feelings of regret that ring | |
| On a day when you haven't done much of anything |
| zuo qu : Harmer | |
| I got to put some things in the ground | |
| Even with this season coming around | |
| It' s green' s last gasp | |
| And leaves brown | |
| And autumn days are winding down | |
| I got to get it out of my head | |
| And make good on some things i' ve said | |
| In case you overheard my plans | |
| And find me out as the talker that I am | |
| But holidays are made for reading | |
| And remembering things that are worth repeating | |
| In the clatter of the afternoon | |
| In the sunlight that is left | |
| We can make a list of things to forget | |
| Maybe the drive was a little too long | |
| Can we pull over to the shoulder so I can write this song | |
| The carpet they laid out is a grey shade of red | |
| Road work ahead | |
| That' s what we said | |
| But holidays are made for reading | |
| And remembering things that are worth repeating | |
| In the clatter of the afternoon | |
| In the sunlight that is left | |
| We can make a list of things | |
| To forget the false starts | |
| And the loose strings | |
| The feelings of regret that ring | |
| On a day when you haven' t done much of anything |
| zuò qǔ : Harmer | |
| I got to put some things in the ground | |
| Even with this season coming around | |
| It' s green' s last gasp | |
| And leaves brown | |
| And autumn days are winding down | |
| I got to get it out of my head | |
| And make good on some things i' ve said | |
| In case you overheard my plans | |
| And find me out as the talker that I am | |
| But holidays are made for reading | |
| And remembering things that are worth repeating | |
| In the clatter of the afternoon | |
| In the sunlight that is left | |
| We can make a list of things to forget | |
| Maybe the drive was a little too long | |
| Can we pull over to the shoulder so I can write this song | |
| The carpet they laid out is a grey shade of red | |
| Road work ahead | |
| That' s what we said | |
| But holidays are made for reading | |
| And remembering things that are worth repeating | |
| In the clatter of the afternoon | |
| In the sunlight that is left | |
| We can make a list of things | |
| To forget the false starts | |
| And the loose strings | |
| The feelings of regret that ring | |
| On a day when you haven' t done much of anything |