| Song | Grand Old World |
| Artist | The Flower Kings |
| Album | Unfold The Future |
| 作词 : Stolt | |
| Standing in the Sun, gazing at a new day | |
| Filling in the blanks, just another Monday | |
| Waiting for a plane, take me down there under | |
| Waiting for the past, waiting for the wonders | |
| Take it to the skies, make it to the big cloud | |
| Far below the sea, far away the runner | |
| Think about the speed, dream about the distance | |
| Far out to the East, leave behind all western | |
| Cut me a slice of the sky | |
| I wanna drown in your downbeat wonders | |
| cut me a slice of grand old world | |
| while trains and planes goes passing by | |
| Standing in the sun, feeling like a flower | |
| Looking, from a Jackass in the shadow of the towers | |
| Standing in the heat looking at the river | |
| Caught between this now and the rhythm of forever | |
| Standing in the market gazing at the sundown | |
| Curtains falling down, people pull me under | |
| Can you hear the wild dog, can you slow the time down | |
| Catching up with Gods, lost in all their wonders | |
| Cut me a slice of the sky | |
| I wanna drown in your downbeat wonders | |
| cut me a slice of grand old world | |
| while trains and planes goes passing by |
| zuò cí : Stolt | |
| Standing in the Sun, gazing at a new day | |
| Filling in the blanks, just another Monday | |
| Waiting for a plane, take me down there under | |
| Waiting for the past, waiting for the wonders | |
| Take it to the skies, make it to the big cloud | |
| Far below the sea, far away the runner | |
| Think about the speed, dream about the distance | |
| Far out to the East, leave behind all western | |
| Cut me a slice of the sky | |
| I wanna drown in your downbeat wonders | |
| cut me a slice of grand old world | |
| while trains and planes goes passing by | |
| Standing in the sun, feeling like a flower | |
| Looking, from a Jackass in the shadow of the towers | |
| Standing in the heat looking at the river | |
| Caught between this now and the rhythm of forever | |
| Standing in the market gazing at the sundown | |
| Curtains falling down, people pull me under | |
| Can you hear the wild dog, can you slow the time down | |
| Catching up with Gods, lost in all their wonders | |
| Cut me a slice of the sky | |
| I wanna drown in your downbeat wonders | |
| cut me a slice of grand old world | |
| while trains and planes goes passing by |