| Song | Dark Hole Again |
| Artist | Cowboy Junkies |
| Album | Open |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Timmins | |
| Stuck in that dark hole again | |
| Someone throw me a ladder | |
| On which I can depend | |
| Someone give me a handhold | |
| To help me ascend | |
| Someone give me a reason | |
| To start up these walls once again | |
| Lost in those gray clouds again | |
| Trying to punch my way through them | |
| As fear settles in | |
| Earth growing larger as | |
| I fall into a spin | |
| Someone give me a reason | |
| To take on those gray clouds again | |
| Caught in this rip tide again | |
| My mouth wide open | |
| The sea pouring in | |
| Perhaps I'll just float here | |
| And see where this journey ends | |
| Until someone gives me a reason | |
| To stay clear of those rip tides again |
| zuo qu : Timmins | |
| Stuck in that dark hole again | |
| Someone throw me a ladder | |
| On which I can depend | |
| Someone give me a handhold | |
| To help me ascend | |
| Someone give me a reason | |
| To start up these walls once again | |
| Lost in those gray clouds again | |
| Trying to punch my way through them | |
| As fear settles in | |
| Earth growing larger as | |
| I fall into a spin | |
| Someone give me a reason | |
| To take on those gray clouds again | |
| Caught in this rip tide again | |
| My mouth wide open | |
| The sea pouring in | |
| Perhaps I' ll just float here | |
| And see where this journey ends | |
| Until someone gives me a reason | |
| To stay clear of those rip tides again |
| zuò qǔ : Timmins | |
| Stuck in that dark hole again | |
| Someone throw me a ladder | |
| On which I can depend | |
| Someone give me a handhold | |
| To help me ascend | |
| Someone give me a reason | |
| To start up these walls once again | |
| Lost in those gray clouds again | |
| Trying to punch my way through them | |
| As fear settles in | |
| Earth growing larger as | |
| I fall into a spin | |
| Someone give me a reason | |
| To take on those gray clouds again | |
| Caught in this rip tide again | |
| My mouth wide open | |
| The sea pouring in | |
| Perhaps I' ll just float here | |
| And see where this journey ends | |
| Until someone gives me a reason | |
| To stay clear of those rip tides again |