| Song | Oldest Old |
| Artist | Fox and the Bird |
| Album | Floating Feather |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Fox and the Bird | |
| Sad to say, I see a lot of anger here | |
| it makes compassion disappear | |
| and helps me stay so far away | |
| But hopefully we’re not the type of men as we | |
| have seen in generations past, | |
| the kind that live and die so fast | |
| An ancient struggle has become the loneliest heartache | |
| An ancient cycle is now our first and last mistake | |
| For the oldest old of the newest born | |
| couldn’t ever know how the earth was formed | |
| from the saddest deaths bloody aftermath, | |
| to the poorest peasant birth | |
| to the men that fought and died to conquer earth | |
| Fossilized, we strain to open up our eyes | |
| and see the way things used to be | |
| we dig too far in history | |
| And there exposed, our heartless, faithless cousins go | |
| to wash and wash repeatedly | |
| but in their eyes ourselves we see | |
| ... and the way we laughed when the world collapsed | |
| and we’re left with childbirth | |
| and the song we sang, penned in father’s name | |
| but we swore we wrote it first | |
| to the men who fought and died to conquer earth |
| zuo ci : Fox and the Bird | |
| Sad to say, I see a lot of anger here | |
| it makes compassion disappear | |
| and helps me stay so far away | |
| But hopefully we' re not the type of men as we | |
| have seen in generations past, | |
| the kind that live and die so fast | |
| An ancient struggle has become the loneliest heartache | |
| An ancient cycle is now our first and last mistake | |
| For the oldest old of the newest born | |
| couldn' t ever know how the earth was formed | |
| from the saddest deaths bloody aftermath, | |
| to the poorest peasant birth | |
| to the men that fought and died to conquer earth | |
| Fossilized, we strain to open up our eyes | |
| and see the way things used to be | |
| we dig too far in history | |
| And there exposed, our heartless, faithless cousins go | |
| to wash and wash repeatedly | |
| but in their eyes ourselves we see | |
| ... and the way we laughed when the world collapsed | |
| and we' re left with childbirth | |
| and the song we sang, penned in father' s name | |
| but we swore we wrote it first | |
| to the men who fought and died to conquer earth |
| zuò cí : Fox and the Bird | |
| Sad to say, I see a lot of anger here | |
| it makes compassion disappear | |
| and helps me stay so far away | |
| But hopefully we' re not the type of men as we | |
| have seen in generations past, | |
| the kind that live and die so fast | |
| An ancient struggle has become the loneliest heartache | |
| An ancient cycle is now our first and last mistake | |
| For the oldest old of the newest born | |
| couldn' t ever know how the earth was formed | |
| from the saddest deaths bloody aftermath, | |
| to the poorest peasant birth | |
| to the men that fought and died to conquer earth | |
| Fossilized, we strain to open up our eyes | |
| and see the way things used to be | |
| we dig too far in history | |
| And there exposed, our heartless, faithless cousins go | |
| to wash and wash repeatedly | |
| but in their eyes ourselves we see | |
| ... and the way we laughed when the world collapsed | |
| and we' re left with childbirth | |
| and the song we sang, penned in father' s name | |
| but we swore we wrote it first | |
| to the men who fought and died to conquer earth |