| Song | Where the I Divides |
| Artist | Information Society |
| Album | Peace And Love, Inc. |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Harland | |
| When all my homes don't feel like homes, | |
| And the doors don't open the way they should, | |
| When all my senses are telling me | |
| That the situation's changed again. | |
| It's not the miles that | |
| I must drive | |
| Or the endless questions in my mind. | |
| It's all the birds that | |
| I can see | |
| And the soaring circles that they fly. | |
| And half the world is moving on without me. | |
| The sun goes down but | |
| I'm still standing here, | |
| Where the | |
| I divides. | |
| Where the | |
| I divides. | |
| You'll find me where the | |
| I divides. | |
| When there is no way to go ahead | |
| Without leaving something else behind, | |
| Where there are signs that point me on | |
| To a shining path or a simple mind. | |
| When all my machines have all run down | |
| And I don't know what | |
| I'm fighting for, | |
| There is some change inside of me and | |
| I know I can't stay here anymore. ' | |
| Cuz half the world is moving on around me, | |
| And I'm still standing hesitating here. |
| zuo ci : Harland | |
| When all my homes don' t feel like homes, | |
| And the doors don' t open the way they should, | |
| When all my senses are telling me | |
| That the situation' s changed again. | |
| It' s not the miles that | |
| I must drive | |
| Or the endless questions in my mind. | |
| It' s all the birds that | |
| I can see | |
| And the soaring circles that they fly. | |
| And half the world is moving on without me. | |
| The sun goes down but | |
| I' m still standing here, | |
| Where the | |
| I divides. | |
| Where the | |
| I divides. | |
| You' ll find me where the | |
| I divides. | |
| When there is no way to go ahead | |
| Without leaving something else behind, | |
| Where there are signs that point me on | |
| To a shining path or a simple mind. | |
| When all my machines have all run down | |
| And I don' t know what | |
| I' m fighting for, | |
| There is some change inside of me and | |
| I know I can' t stay here anymore. ' | |
| Cuz half the world is moving on around me, | |
| And I' m still standing hesitating here. |
| zuò cí : Harland | |
| When all my homes don' t feel like homes, | |
| And the doors don' t open the way they should, | |
| When all my senses are telling me | |
| That the situation' s changed again. | |
| It' s not the miles that | |
| I must drive | |
| Or the endless questions in my mind. | |
| It' s all the birds that | |
| I can see | |
| And the soaring circles that they fly. | |
| And half the world is moving on without me. | |
| The sun goes down but | |
| I' m still standing here, | |
| Where the | |
| I divides. | |
| Where the | |
| I divides. | |
| You' ll find me where the | |
| I divides. | |
| When there is no way to go ahead | |
| Without leaving something else behind, | |
| Where there are signs that point me on | |
| To a shining path or a simple mind. | |
| When all my machines have all run down | |
| And I don' t know what | |
| I' m fighting for, | |
| There is some change inside of me and | |
| I know I can' t stay here anymore. ' | |
| Cuz half the world is moving on around me, | |
| And I' m still standing hesitating here. |