| Song | Cattail Down |
| Artist | mewithoutYou |
| Album | It's All Crazy! It's All False! It's All A Dream! It's Alright |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : MewithoutYou | |
| Cattail Down, the morning rail yard whistle blows | |
| Cattail Down, our boxcar bound for no-one-knows | |
| After every hidden seed | |
| Out from its covering has been freed | |
| When every book has been discarded from the bookshelf | |
| Cattail Down, in the forgetting of myself | |
| Cattail Down, replace the feathers in our vest | |
| Cattail Down, surround the ivy that's gone to poison in my chest | |
| The Parachutes broke loose!, | |
| cried the Goose | |
| With misplaced (but understandable) concerns | |
| For his little Brother's mental health, | |
| His happy little Brother | |
| In the forgetting of himself | |
| Cattail Down, around the bulrush, the pollen shed | |
| Cattail down, to dress my wounds, it left a Bee sting in their stead | |
| Headed east out of St. Paul we stopped for water, | |
| Rested in the cemetery, watched the Mississippi | |
| Running out of food stamps, | |
| Found a bag along the footpath off highway 61 | |
| Filled with what looked like marijuana | |
| (don't worry, Mom, we left it there...) | |
| Hopped a grainer out of Pig's Eye toward Milwaukee | |
| The Deer between the tower and the tracks | |
| Saw right through us, said: | |
| You don't know where you came from, | |
| You don't know where you're going. | |
| You think you're you? | |
| No, you don't know who you are, | |
| You're not you... | |
| You're Everyone Else | |
| (In the forgetting of your self) |
| zuo qu : MewithoutYou | |
| Cattail Down, the morning rail yard whistle blows | |
| Cattail Down, our boxcar bound for nooneknows | |
| After every hidden seed | |
| Out from its covering has been freed | |
| When every book has been discarded from the bookshelf | |
| Cattail Down, in the forgetting of myself | |
| Cattail Down, replace the feathers in our vest | |
| Cattail Down, surround the ivy that' s gone to poison in my chest | |
| The Parachutes broke loose!, | |
| cried the Goose | |
| With misplaced but understandable concerns | |
| For his little Brother' s mental health, | |
| His happy little Brother | |
| In the forgetting of himself | |
| Cattail Down, around the bulrush, the pollen shed | |
| Cattail down, to dress my wounds, it left a Bee sting in their stead | |
| Headed east out of St. Paul we stopped for water, | |
| Rested in the cemetery, watched the Mississippi | |
| Running out of food stamps, | |
| Found a bag along the footpath off highway 61 | |
| Filled with what looked like marijuana | |
| don' t worry, Mom, we left it there... | |
| Hopped a grainer out of Pig' s Eye toward Milwaukee | |
| The Deer between the tower and the tracks | |
| Saw right through us, said: | |
| You don' t know where you came from, | |
| You don' t know where you' re going. | |
| You think you' re you? | |
| No, you don' t know who you are, | |
| You' re not you... | |
| You' re Everyone Else | |
| In the forgetting of your self |
| zuò qǔ : MewithoutYou | |
| Cattail Down, the morning rail yard whistle blows | |
| Cattail Down, our boxcar bound for nooneknows | |
| After every hidden seed | |
| Out from its covering has been freed | |
| When every book has been discarded from the bookshelf | |
| Cattail Down, in the forgetting of myself | |
| Cattail Down, replace the feathers in our vest | |
| Cattail Down, surround the ivy that' s gone to poison in my chest | |
| The Parachutes broke loose!, | |
| cried the Goose | |
| With misplaced but understandable concerns | |
| For his little Brother' s mental health, | |
| His happy little Brother | |
| In the forgetting of himself | |
| Cattail Down, around the bulrush, the pollen shed | |
| Cattail down, to dress my wounds, it left a Bee sting in their stead | |
| Headed east out of St. Paul we stopped for water, | |
| Rested in the cemetery, watched the Mississippi | |
| Running out of food stamps, | |
| Found a bag along the footpath off highway 61 | |
| Filled with what looked like marijuana | |
| don' t worry, Mom, we left it there... | |
| Hopped a grainer out of Pig' s Eye toward Milwaukee | |
| The Deer between the tower and the tracks | |
| Saw right through us, said: | |
| You don' t know where you came from, | |
| You don' t know where you' re going. | |
| You think you' re you? | |
| No, you don' t know who you are, | |
| You' re not you... | |
| You' re Everyone Else | |
| In the forgetting of your self |