| Song | The Furthest Point |
| Artist | Spirogyra |
| Album | Bells, Boots And Shambles |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Cockerham | |
| Body and matter just flow | |
| Into an infinite number of variables | |
| Which can be meaningless or false | |
| Or disproved by scientific negotiations | |
| Whilst Love, Mind and Limb | |
| Are easily interchangeable | |
| In the hands of physicians | |
| Perfectly equipped | |
| With all the modern devices | |
| So you stand there, merely bewildered | |
| And looking at the Moon | |
| We are the stars | |
| We are the furthest point you can see | |
| We are we | |
| Don't be sad if I should say | |
| That once upon a time I was a young man | |
| Filled with thoughts of special beauty | |
| Living well on hopes | |
| But nothing solid | |
| Life, Life | |
| Turn away and make a million | |
| Gather all you can and make it your land | |
| But remember at the end | |
| You'll look and see you're nothing but a dead man | |
| Life, life | |
| We, who started off so wide eyed | |
| Never doubted success | |
| But we were foolish to undertake such a mammoth task | |
| As re-organisation of molecular history | |
| And there's absolutely no basis | |
| For any particular currency of thought | |
| When living in | |
| McLuhan's Media, awareness area | |
| Communicating with each atom that explodes | |
| We are the stars | |
| We are the furthest point you can see | |
| We are we | |
| Who can you trust to be your friend in this division | |
| When standing in the middle of a mighty bad collision | |
| It's always best to stay amused | |
| Well us lot here we're waiting for a big salvation | |
| Someone whose gonna stop decay and go on with creation | |
| Someone whose gonna save the world | |
| The sort of chap who bridges gaps and sorts out muddles | |
| A smashing bloke who'll help the dregs and drag big heads in puddles | |
| I wonder if it might be me | |
| But no that's daft You're nowhere near to being that super | |
| No our chap, he'll be just the job the sort to have in clinches | |
| We'll know him cause he'll be alive | |
| We'll know him cause he'll be alive | |
| We'll know him cause he'll be alive | |
| If you are old, you may be moved | |
| You'll know all things must pass | |
| And you will think about the song | |
| You sang when you were young | |
| And there was glory |
| zuo qu : Cockerham | |
| Body and matter just flow | |
| Into an infinite number of variables | |
| Which can be meaningless or false | |
| Or disproved by scientific negotiations | |
| Whilst Love, Mind and Limb | |
| Are easily interchangeable | |
| In the hands of physicians | |
| Perfectly equipped | |
| With all the modern devices | |
| So you stand there, merely bewildered | |
| And looking at the Moon | |
| We are the stars | |
| We are the furthest point you can see | |
| We are we | |
| Don' t be sad if I should say | |
| That once upon a time I was a young man | |
| Filled with thoughts of special beauty | |
| Living well on hopes | |
| But nothing solid | |
| Life, Life | |
| Turn away and make a million | |
| Gather all you can and make it your land | |
| But remember at the end | |
| You' ll look and see you' re nothing but a dead man | |
| Life, life | |
| We, who started off so wide eyed | |
| Never doubted success | |
| But we were foolish to undertake such a mammoth task | |
| As reorganisation of molecular history | |
| And there' s absolutely no basis | |
| For any particular currency of thought | |
| When living in | |
| McLuhan' s Media, awareness area | |
| Communicating with each atom that explodes | |
| We are the stars | |
| We are the furthest point you can see | |
| We are we | |
| Who can you trust to be your friend in this division | |
| When standing in the middle of a mighty bad collision | |
| It' s always best to stay amused | |
| Well us lot here we' re waiting for a big salvation | |
| Someone whose gonna stop decay and go on with creation | |
| Someone whose gonna save the world | |
| The sort of chap who bridges gaps and sorts out muddles | |
| A smashing bloke who' ll help the dregs and drag big heads in puddles | |
| I wonder if it might be me | |
| But no that' s daft You' re nowhere near to being that super | |
| No our chap, he' ll be just the job the sort to have in clinches | |
| We' ll know him cause he' ll be alive | |
| We' ll know him cause he' ll be alive | |
| We' ll know him cause he' ll be alive | |
| If you are old, you may be moved | |
| You' ll know all things must pass | |
| And you will think about the song | |
| You sang when you were young | |
| And there was glory |
| zuò qǔ : Cockerham | |
| Body and matter just flow | |
| Into an infinite number of variables | |
| Which can be meaningless or false | |
| Or disproved by scientific negotiations | |
| Whilst Love, Mind and Limb | |
| Are easily interchangeable | |
| In the hands of physicians | |
| Perfectly equipped | |
| With all the modern devices | |
| So you stand there, merely bewildered | |
| And looking at the Moon | |
| We are the stars | |
| We are the furthest point you can see | |
| We are we | |
| Don' t be sad if I should say | |
| That once upon a time I was a young man | |
| Filled with thoughts of special beauty | |
| Living well on hopes | |
| But nothing solid | |
| Life, Life | |
| Turn away and make a million | |
| Gather all you can and make it your land | |
| But remember at the end | |
| You' ll look and see you' re nothing but a dead man | |
| Life, life | |
| We, who started off so wide eyed | |
| Never doubted success | |
| But we were foolish to undertake such a mammoth task | |
| As reorganisation of molecular history | |
| And there' s absolutely no basis | |
| For any particular currency of thought | |
| When living in | |
| McLuhan' s Media, awareness area | |
| Communicating with each atom that explodes | |
| We are the stars | |
| We are the furthest point you can see | |
| We are we | |
| Who can you trust to be your friend in this division | |
| When standing in the middle of a mighty bad collision | |
| It' s always best to stay amused | |
| Well us lot here we' re waiting for a big salvation | |
| Someone whose gonna stop decay and go on with creation | |
| Someone whose gonna save the world | |
| The sort of chap who bridges gaps and sorts out muddles | |
| A smashing bloke who' ll help the dregs and drag big heads in puddles | |
| I wonder if it might be me | |
| But no that' s daft You' re nowhere near to being that super | |
| No our chap, he' ll be just the job the sort to have in clinches | |
| We' ll know him cause he' ll be alive | |
| We' ll know him cause he' ll be alive | |
| We' ll know him cause he' ll be alive | |
| If you are old, you may be moved | |
| You' ll know all things must pass | |
| And you will think about the song | |
| You sang when you were young | |
| And there was glory |