| Song | Shape Me |
| Artist | Spring.Fall.Sea |
| Album | The Seedless Fruit |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Spring.Fall.Sea | |
| 作词 : Spring.Fall.Sea | |
| While the path is the aim | |
| I long to arrive | |
| For a chance to be better | |
| I struggle and strive | |
| But no matter how hard I try | |
| I can’t change my shape | |
| I strive to be like water | |
| But I’m more like concrete | |
| I wake things to life | |
| That should be left dead | |
| My fear is a lie | |
| I want to forget | |
| I barred a door | |
| And buried the key | |
| I don’t know how to get back | |
| I’m lost inside of me | |
| I’m sorry for all the times I shut you out | |
| This has never been about you | |
| but my inability to communicate | |
| Empty inside | |
| To better times | |
| To better selves of me |
| zuo qu : Spring. Fall. Sea | |
| zuo ci : Spring. Fall. Sea | |
| While the path is the aim | |
| I long to arrive | |
| For a chance to be better | |
| I struggle and strive | |
| But no matter how hard I try | |
| I can' t change my shape | |
| I strive to be like water | |
| But I' m more like concrete | |
| I wake things to life | |
| That should be left dead | |
| My fear is a lie | |
| I want to forget | |
| I barred a door | |
| And buried the key | |
| I don' t know how to get back | |
| I' m lost inside of me | |
| I' m sorry for all the times I shut you out | |
| This has never been about you | |
| but my inability to communicate | |
| Empty inside | |
| To better times | |
| To better selves of me |
| zuò qǔ : Spring. Fall. Sea | |
| zuò cí : Spring. Fall. Sea | |
| While the path is the aim | |
| I long to arrive | |
| For a chance to be better | |
| I struggle and strive | |
| But no matter how hard I try | |
| I can' t change my shape | |
| I strive to be like water | |
| But I' m more like concrete | |
| I wake things to life | |
| That should be left dead | |
| My fear is a lie | |
| I want to forget | |
| I barred a door | |
| And buried the key | |
| I don' t know how to get back | |
| I' m lost inside of me | |
| I' m sorry for all the times I shut you out | |
| This has never been about you | |
| but my inability to communicate | |
| Empty inside | |
| To better times | |
| To better selves of me |