| Song | And The Experience |
| Artist | I Mother Earth |
| Album | Dig |
| 作词 : I Mother Earth | |
| Snowin' in | |
| JulyMy girl's mouth on my toes | |
| Complainin' old ghosts | |
| In bedsheets of love | |
| Christmas in my legs | |
| A strange start to summer | |
| But I gave it all up | |
| In time to wonder | |
| Just when | |
| I thoughtI knew what | |
| I wantedA dirty old man | |
| Reminds me | |
| I'm youngFuck experience, the truth | |
| The truth of all colors | |
| Think it out, feel it up | |
| But do it right now | |
| How long 'till | |
| I'm realI long to be real | |
| How long 'till | |
| I'm realLeft home to live and | |
| I didTrippin' all alone | |
| Naked on my own | |
| I've traveled miles | |
| Because of my head | |
| I've sang to myself | |
| To keep from goin' mad | |
| The land as my bed | |
| I slept beside the road | |
| The ground is my friend | |
| I become the road | |
| The longer | |
| I'm goneChangin' on the go | |
| The better | |
| I'll knowThe better | |
| I'll knowThe longer | |
| I'm goneChangin' on the go | |
| The better | |
| I'll knowThe better | |
| I'll knowThe mother and dad | |
| Can only give you so much | |
| So I gave it of myself | |
| In the real world, love | |
| Twenty first century | |
| Mind expansion | |
| I wrote my own poems' | |
| Cause I lived 'em back there | |
| How long 'till | |
| I'm realI long to be real | |
| How long 'till | |
| I'm realLeft home to live and | |
| I did |
| zuò cí : I Mother Earth | |
| Snowin' in | |
| JulyMy girl' s mouth on my toes | |
| Complainin' old ghosts | |
| In bedsheets of love | |
| Christmas in my legs | |
| A strange start to summer | |
| But I gave it all up | |
| In time to wonder | |
| Just when | |
| I thoughtI knew what | |
| I wantedA dirty old man | |
| Reminds me | |
| I' m youngFuck experience, the truth | |
| The truth of all colors | |
| Think it out, feel it up | |
| But do it right now | |
| How long ' till | |
| I' m realI long to be real | |
| How long ' till | |
| I' m realLeft home to live and | |
| I didTrippin' all alone | |
| Naked on my own | |
| I' ve traveled miles | |
| Because of my head | |
| I' ve sang to myself | |
| To keep from goin' mad | |
| The land as my bed | |
| I slept beside the road | |
| The ground is my friend | |
| I become the road | |
| The longer | |
| I' m goneChangin' on the go | |
| The better | |
| I' ll knowThe better | |
| I' ll knowThe longer | |
| I' m goneChangin' on the go | |
| The better | |
| I' ll knowThe better | |
| I' ll knowThe mother and dad | |
| Can only give you so much | |
| So I gave it of myself | |
| In the real world, love | |
| Twenty first century | |
| Mind expansion | |
| I wrote my own poems' | |
| Cause I lived ' em back there | |
| How long ' till | |
| I' m realI long to be real | |
| How long ' till | |
| I' m realLeft home to live and | |
| I did |