| Song | The Slow Crash Landing Man |
| Artist | Spock's Beard |
| Album | Spock's Beard |
| 作词 : Boegehold, Meros | |
| It seems he never lost his way | |
| Through grievous dreams and shattered days | |
| While leaving words weighed on his mind | |
| His road is winding to an end | |
| And now it's time that he defends | |
| The world and friends he left behind | |
| The slow crash landing man unfolds | |
| A future he so gently holds | |
| Then shines his truth like molten gold | |
| We're free again | |
| The slow crash landing man has won | |
| He knows his final race is run | |
| So we unload the starting gun | |
| He's free again | |
| He lived his life in strangers' skin | |
| While all the people breathed him in | |
| They never thought to ask him why | |
| Then on a moondark winter night | |
| The visions crept into his sight | |
| Like heavens' stars swept cross the sky | |
| He rose up from the wreckage | |
| Walked away alive | |
| All cried out in wonder | |
| He survives! | |
| The slow crash landing man unfolds | |
| A future he so gently holds | |
| Then shines his truth like molten gold | |
| We're free again | |
| The slow crash landing man has won | |
| He knows his final race is run | |
| So we unload the starting gun | |
| He's free again | |
| Free again... |
| zuò cí : Boegehold, Meros | |
| It seems he never lost his way | |
| Through grievous dreams and shattered days | |
| While leaving words weighed on his mind | |
| His road is winding to an end | |
| And now it' s time that he defends | |
| The world and friends he left behind | |
| The slow crash landing man unfolds | |
| A future he so gently holds | |
| Then shines his truth like molten gold | |
| We' re free again | |
| The slow crash landing man has won | |
| He knows his final race is run | |
| So we unload the starting gun | |
| He' s free again | |
| He lived his life in strangers' skin | |
| While all the people breathed him in | |
| They never thought to ask him why | |
| Then on a moondark winter night | |
| The visions crept into his sight | |
| Like heavens' stars swept cross the sky | |
| He rose up from the wreckage | |
| Walked away alive | |
| All cried out in wonder | |
| He survives! | |
| The slow crash landing man unfolds | |
| A future he so gently holds | |
| Then shines his truth like molten gold | |
| We' re free again | |
| The slow crash landing man has won | |
| He knows his final race is run | |
| So we unload the starting gun | |
| He' s free again | |
| Free again... |