| Song | The Penalty |
| Artist | Beirut |
| Album | The Flying Club Cup |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Like an ancient day and I'm on trial | |
| Let them seize the way, this once was an island | |
| And I could not stay for I believed them | |
| Left for the lights, always in season | |
| Impassable night in a crowd of homesick | |
| Fully grown children, you'll leave the lights | |
| Your family may not wait, sir, keep on believing | |
| Our parents rue the day, they find us kneeling | |
| Let them think what they may, for they've good reason | |
| Left for the lights, always in season |