| Song | Eden Fallen |
| Artist | Penance |
| Album | Alpha & Omega |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Balich, Smail, Tuite | |
| Reaching for the heavens | |
| But my hands are full of holes | |
| The holes in my hands | |
| Won't let me grasp the stars | |
| Reaching for the heavens | |
| But my hands are full of holes | |
| The holes in my hands | |
| Won't let me grasp the stars | |
| So long I've been a dreamer | |
| My head high up in the sky | |
| But my wings wetted down | |
| Would never let me fly | |
| My arms are growing weary | |
| Stardust in my eyes | |
| My heart full of envy | |
| Longing to be satisfied | |
| Reaching for glory | |
| Reaching for the sun | |
| Reaching for the magic | |
| That will make me one with the gods | |
| Reaching for the heavens | |
| But my hands are full of holes | |
| The holes in my hands | |
| Won't let me grasp the stars | |
| For years my spirits traveled | |
| Round the circles of beyond | |
| It never will rest | |
| It will carry on |
| zuo qu : Balich, Smail, Tuite | |
| Reaching for the heavens | |
| But my hands are full of holes | |
| The holes in my hands | |
| Won' t let me grasp the stars | |
| Reaching for the heavens | |
| But my hands are full of holes | |
| The holes in my hands | |
| Won' t let me grasp the stars | |
| So long I' ve been a dreamer | |
| My head high up in the sky | |
| But my wings wetted down | |
| Would never let me fly | |
| My arms are growing weary | |
| Stardust in my eyes | |
| My heart full of envy | |
| Longing to be satisfied | |
| Reaching for glory | |
| Reaching for the sun | |
| Reaching for the magic | |
| That will make me one with the gods | |
| Reaching for the heavens | |
| But my hands are full of holes | |
| The holes in my hands | |
| Won' t let me grasp the stars | |
| For years my spirits traveled | |
| Round the circles of beyond | |
| It never will rest | |
| It will carry on |
| zuò qǔ : Balich, Smail, Tuite | |
| Reaching for the heavens | |
| But my hands are full of holes | |
| The holes in my hands | |
| Won' t let me grasp the stars | |
| Reaching for the heavens | |
| But my hands are full of holes | |
| The holes in my hands | |
| Won' t let me grasp the stars | |
| So long I' ve been a dreamer | |
| My head high up in the sky | |
| But my wings wetted down | |
| Would never let me fly | |
| My arms are growing weary | |
| Stardust in my eyes | |
| My heart full of envy | |
| Longing to be satisfied | |
| Reaching for glory | |
| Reaching for the sun | |
| Reaching for the magic | |
| That will make me one with the gods | |
| Reaching for the heavens | |
| But my hands are full of holes | |
| The holes in my hands | |
| Won' t let me grasp the stars | |
| For years my spirits traveled | |
| Round the circles of beyond | |
| It never will rest | |
| It will carry on |