| Song | Today Knows |
| Artist | The Ladybug Transistor |
| Album | The Albemarle Sound |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Ladybug Transistor | |
| As the day is so slow | |
| And we sail to the sound | |
| And your name, not see them | |
| You wouldn't know them right away | |
| Today knows that you swell all around me | |
| What it means, what it leads to again, well | |
| You can't see the ordinary maps | |
| With no places to go and you know, you know | |
| Counting threes through the window | |
| Imitation glass | |
| That's been scratched in code | |
| To be read by someone else | |
| Today knows that you swell all around me | |
| What it means, what it leads to again well | |
| You can't see, the ordinary maps they're pointing | |
| To places you go, baby |
| zuo ci : Ladybug Transistor | |
| As the day is so slow | |
| And we sail to the sound | |
| And your name, not see them | |
| You wouldn' t know them right away | |
| Today knows that you swell all around me | |
| What it means, what it leads to again, well | |
| You can' t see the ordinary maps | |
| With no places to go and you know, you know | |
| Counting threes through the window | |
| Imitation glass | |
| That' s been scratched in code | |
| To be read by someone else | |
| Today knows that you swell all around me | |
| What it means, what it leads to again well | |
| You can' t see, the ordinary maps they' re pointing | |
| To places you go, baby |
| zuò cí : Ladybug Transistor | |
| As the day is so slow | |
| And we sail to the sound | |
| And your name, not see them | |
| You wouldn' t know them right away | |
| Today knows that you swell all around me | |
| What it means, what it leads to again, well | |
| You can' t see the ordinary maps | |
| With no places to go and you know, you know | |
| Counting threes through the window | |
| Imitation glass | |
| That' s been scratched in code | |
| To be read by someone else | |
| Today knows that you swell all around me | |
| What it means, what it leads to again well | |
| You can' t see, the ordinary maps they' re pointing | |
| To places you go, baby |