| Song | All Compasses Go Wild |
| Artist | Close Lobsters |
| Album | Post Neo Anti (Arte Povera in the Forest of Symbols) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Andrew Burnett |
| [00:01.00] | 作曲 : Andrew Burnett/Bob Burnett/Tom Donnelly/Stewart McFadyen/Jim Taylor |
| [00:53.50] | Twelve compass went wild awhile |
| [01:00.50] | We just got to stop the clocks |
| [01:07.30] | Only didn't fully register |
| [01:13.50] | We couldn't actually move much |
| [[01:34.30] | Swear we felt the world grow cold |
| [01:41.30] | Sentenced by the few |
| [01:46.50] | Who are not without the further |
| [01:53.30] | And not so much has even touched |
| [01:57.30] | Hey hey hey |
| [02:11.50] | Swear your ice and shine bright, lands of love |
| [02:18.50] | Simple, as they're just like mine |
| [02:25.30] | Despite the sinners after we disappear |
| [02:32.50] | It's getting better all the time |
| [02:36.30] | Hey hey hey |
| [03:05.30] | Swear late September, nightly breeze |
| [03:11.50] | Suffering, lightly dusted |
| [03:15.30] | The tips of the trees |
| [03:17.50] | An enchantment, beautiful, mysterious, strange |
| [03:25.30] | Like when I heard you voice again |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Andrew Burnett |
| [00:01.00] | zuo qu : Andrew Burnett Bob Burnett Tom Donnelly Stewart McFadyen Jim Taylor |
| [00:53.50] | Twelve compass went wild awhile |
| [01:00.50] | We just got to stop the clocks |
| [01:07.30] | Only didn' t fully register |
| [01:13.50] | We couldn' t actually move much |
| [[01:34.30] | Swear we felt the world grow cold |
| [01:41.30] | Sentenced by the few |
| [01:46.50] | Who are not without the further |
| [01:53.30] | And not so much has even touched |
| [01:57.30] | Hey hey hey |
| [02:11.50] | Swear your ice and shine bright, lands of love |
| [02:18.50] | Simple, as they' re just like mine |
| [02:25.30] | Despite the sinners after we disappear |
| [02:32.50] | It' s getting better all the time |
| [02:36.30] | Hey hey hey |
| [03:05.30] | Swear late September, nightly breeze |
| [03:11.50] | Suffering, lightly dusted |
| [03:15.30] | The tips of the trees |
| [03:17.50] | An enchantment, beautiful, mysterious, strange |
| [03:25.30] | Like when I heard you voice again |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Andrew Burnett |
| [00:01.00] | zuò qǔ : Andrew Burnett Bob Burnett Tom Donnelly Stewart McFadyen Jim Taylor |
| [00:53.50] | Twelve compass went wild awhile |
| [01:00.50] | We just got to stop the clocks |
| [01:07.30] | Only didn' t fully register |
| [01:13.50] | We couldn' t actually move much |
| [[01:34.30] | Swear we felt the world grow cold |
| [01:41.30] | Sentenced by the few |
| [01:46.50] | Who are not without the further |
| [01:53.30] | And not so much has even touched |
| [01:57.30] | Hey hey hey |
| [02:11.50] | Swear your ice and shine bright, lands of love |
| [02:18.50] | Simple, as they' re just like mine |
| [02:25.30] | Despite the sinners after we disappear |
| [02:32.50] | It' s getting better all the time |
| [02:36.30] | Hey hey hey |
| [03:05.30] | Swear late September, nightly breeze |
| [03:11.50] | Suffering, lightly dusted |
| [03:15.30] | The tips of the trees |
| [03:17.50] | An enchantment, beautiful, mysterious, strange |
| [03:25.30] | Like when I heard you voice again |