| Song | A Tricycle Journey |
| Artist | Proceed |
| Album | Curious Electric |
| 作曲 : Proceed | |
| 作词 : Proceed | |
| We've got the windows open wide | |
| Hope a gentle breeze will dance on by | |
| And clear the air | |
| And now the time has come it seems | |
| To shove some pills down my throat | |
| To see if time will stand still | |
| I, know | |
| I'm feeling fine its just in my mind | |
| It's a fine line that we have drawn | |
| We've got the windows open wide | |
| Hope a gentle breeze will dance on by | |
| And clear the air (Of this six year old dust) | |
| And now the time has come it seems | |
| To shove some pills down my throat | |
| To see if time will stand still | |
| I, know | |
| That I'm feeling fine its just in my mind | |
| It's a fine line that we have drawn | |
| I see the lights don't, burn bright | |
| It's clear that nobody's home tonight | |
| Despite whats told to me | |
| Ive watched the seasons going by | |
| Turn an infant to a child | |
| I still don't know what to say | |
| But how the hands on the clock | |
| Over on that crumbling wall | |
| They tell the truth | |
| Ive been disturbed from my dreams | |
| By a party in my veins here and now | |
| One thing is leading to another | |
| Why encode this into my life? | |
| There must be a time and place | |
| To just ride this wave out | |
| I see the lights don't, burn bright | |
| It's clear that nobody's home tonight | |
| Despite whats told to me | |
| I've watched the seasons going by | |
| Turn an infant to a child | |
| I still don't know what to say | |
| And if, the lights don't burn bright | |
| There's nobody, home tonight | |
| You know there's nobody home | |
| (I still don't know what to say) | |
| And if, the light don't burn bright | |
| You know there's nobody home tonight | |
| But I'll be home, I'll be home, I'm always home |
| zuò qǔ : Proceed | |
| zuò cí : Proceed | |
| We' ve got the windows open wide | |
| Hope a gentle breeze will dance on by | |
| And clear the air | |
| And now the time has come it seems | |
| To shove some pills down my throat | |
| To see if time will stand still | |
| I, know | |
| I' m feeling fine its just in my mind | |
| It' s a fine line that we have drawn | |
| We' ve got the windows open wide | |
| Hope a gentle breeze will dance on by | |
| And clear the air Of this six year old dust | |
| And now the time has come it seems | |
| To shove some pills down my throat | |
| To see if time will stand still | |
| I, know | |
| That I' m feeling fine its just in my mind | |
| It' s a fine line that we have drawn | |
| I see the lights don' t, burn bright | |
| It' s clear that nobody' s home tonight | |
| Despite whats told to me | |
| Ive watched the seasons going by | |
| Turn an infant to a child | |
| I still don' t know what to say | |
| But how the hands on the clock | |
| Over on that crumbling wall | |
| They tell the truth | |
| Ive been disturbed from my dreams | |
| By a party in my veins here and now | |
| One thing is leading to another | |
| Why encode this into my life? | |
| There must be a time and place | |
| To just ride this wave out | |
| I see the lights don' t, burn bright | |
| It' s clear that nobody' s home tonight | |
| Despite whats told to me | |
| I' ve watched the seasons going by | |
| Turn an infant to a child | |
| I still don' t know what to say | |
| And if, the lights don' t burn bright | |
| There' s nobody, home tonight | |
| You know there' s nobody home | |
| I still don' t know what to say | |
| And if, the light don' t burn bright | |
| You know there' s nobody home tonight | |
| But I' ll be home, I' ll be home, I' m always home |