| Song | Behold You Now |
| Artist | Thin Lear |
| Album | Wooden Cave |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Matt Longo | |
| She was worried to death tonight | |
| You rise under drive-thru lights | |
| She grew up and you stayed 22 | |
| And she thought you could follow through | |
| Now come on | |
| You were boring in younger days | |
| Some of us are designed this way | |
| You could hide it in clubs with booze | |
| Some of us are compelled to lose | |
| Life is long | |
| Behold you now | |
| Older now | |
| Pushed and failed to bloom | |
| Your brittle parts | |
| False starts | |
| Just doomed | |
| No one’s worried to death tonight | |
| You rise under bus stop lights | |
| You could travel your whole life through | |
| Not a thing it could do for you | |
| Now come on |
| zuo qu : Matt Longo | |
| She was worried to death tonight | |
| You rise under drivethru lights | |
| She grew up and you stayed 22 | |
| And she thought you could follow through | |
| Now come on | |
| You were boring in younger days | |
| Some of us are designed this way | |
| You could hide it in clubs with booze | |
| Some of us are compelled to lose | |
| Life is long | |
| Behold you now | |
| Older now | |
| Pushed and failed to bloom | |
| Your brittle parts | |
| False starts | |
| Just doomed | |
| No one' s worried to death tonight | |
| You rise under bus stop lights | |
| You could travel your whole life through | |
| Not a thing it could do for you | |
| Now come on |
| zuò qǔ : Matt Longo | |
| She was worried to death tonight | |
| You rise under drivethru lights | |
| She grew up and you stayed 22 | |
| And she thought you could follow through | |
| Now come on | |
| You were boring in younger days | |
| Some of us are designed this way | |
| You could hide it in clubs with booze | |
| Some of us are compelled to lose | |
| Life is long | |
| Behold you now | |
| Older now | |
| Pushed and failed to bloom | |
| Your brittle parts | |
| False starts | |
| Just doomed | |
| No one' s worried to death tonight | |
| You rise under bus stop lights | |
| You could travel your whole life through | |
| Not a thing it could do for you | |
| Now come on |