| Song | We Gathered In Spring |
| Artist | Midlake |
| Album | The Trials Of Van Occupanther |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Smith | |
| I'm tired of being here | |
| On this hill | |
| No-one lives to be three hundered years | |
| Like the way it used to be | |
| I think they were giants | |
| I think they were giants | |
| On this hill nothing grows except greed | |
| You will stay to finish your work | |
| As long as need be | |
| As long as need be | |
| On a clear day | |
| I can see my old house | |
| And my wife in the front yard | |
| Talking with the friends | |
| We gathered in spring | |
| We gathered in spring | |
| We gathered in spring | |
| We gathered in spring | |
| I'm tired of being here | |
| On this hill | |
| Where I'm sure to find my last meal | |
| No-one lives to be three hundred years | |
| On a clear day | |
| I can see my old house | |
| And my wife in the front yard | |
| Talking with the friends | |
| We gathered in spring | |
| We gathered in spring | |
| We gathered in spring | |
| We gatehred in spring |
| zuo qu : Smith | |
| I' m tired of being here | |
| On this hill | |
| Noone lives to be three hundered years | |
| Like the way it used to be | |
| I think they were giants | |
| I think they were giants | |
| On this hill nothing grows except greed | |
| You will stay to finish your work | |
| As long as need be | |
| As long as need be | |
| On a clear day | |
| I can see my old house | |
| And my wife in the front yard | |
| Talking with the friends | |
| We gathered in spring | |
| We gathered in spring | |
| We gathered in spring | |
| We gathered in spring | |
| I' m tired of being here | |
| On this hill | |
| Where I' m sure to find my last meal | |
| Noone lives to be three hundred years | |
| On a clear day | |
| I can see my old house | |
| And my wife in the front yard | |
| Talking with the friends | |
| We gathered in spring | |
| We gathered in spring | |
| We gathered in spring | |
| We gatehred in spring |
| zuò qǔ : Smith | |
| I' m tired of being here | |
| On this hill | |
| Noone lives to be three hundered years | |
| Like the way it used to be | |
| I think they were giants | |
| I think they were giants | |
| On this hill nothing grows except greed | |
| You will stay to finish your work | |
| As long as need be | |
| As long as need be | |
| On a clear day | |
| I can see my old house | |
| And my wife in the front yard | |
| Talking with the friends | |
| We gathered in spring | |
| We gathered in spring | |
| We gathered in spring | |
| We gathered in spring | |
| I' m tired of being here | |
| On this hill | |
| Where I' m sure to find my last meal | |
| Noone lives to be three hundred years | |
| On a clear day | |
| I can see my old house | |
| And my wife in the front yard | |
| Talking with the friends | |
| We gathered in spring | |
| We gathered in spring | |
| We gathered in spring | |
| We gatehred in spring |