| Song | The Evitable World |
| Artist | Marble Sounds |
| Album | Traces - Outtakes Vol. 1 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Pieter Van Dessel | |
| 作曲 : Pieter Van Dessel | |
| Meet Mr. Driftwood alone in his house | |
| He covered the tiny cracks to keep out the light | |
| The start of the holidays has come into sight | |
| He’s soon at a different place without going out | |
| He’s not a prisoner of the darkness around | |
| But more like a free man in one endless night | |
| Peace has been waiting here for him to be found | |
| Between thickened curtains lies his own paradise | |
| He feels the joy of cutting off | |
| Rays of light from the sun | |
| He covers cracks and all clocks | |
| Says goodbye, so long | |
| Fade out into the dark | |
| But his house is still like home | |
| He’s not lonely, just alone | |
| He’s not picking up the phone | |
| No more opening the door | |
| People shouldn’t say a word | |
| ‘cause they don’t understand | |
| There is nothing absurd | |
| ‘bout the evitable world |
| zuo ci : Pieter Van Dessel | |
| zuo qu : Pieter Van Dessel | |
| Meet Mr. Driftwood alone in his house | |
| He covered the tiny cracks to keep out the light | |
| The start of the holidays has come into sight | |
| He' s soon at a different place without going out | |
| He' s not a prisoner of the darkness around | |
| But more like a free man in one endless night | |
| Peace has been waiting here for him to be found | |
| Between thickened curtains lies his own paradise | |
| He feels the joy of cutting off | |
| Rays of light from the sun | |
| He covers cracks and all clocks | |
| Says goodbye, so long | |
| Fade out into the dark | |
| But his house is still like home | |
| He' s not lonely, just alone | |
| He' s not picking up the phone | |
| No more opening the door | |
| People shouldn' t say a word | |
| ' cause they don' t understand | |
| There is nothing absurd | |
| ' bout the evitable world |
| zuò cí : Pieter Van Dessel | |
| zuò qǔ : Pieter Van Dessel | |
| Meet Mr. Driftwood alone in his house | |
| He covered the tiny cracks to keep out the light | |
| The start of the holidays has come into sight | |
| He' s soon at a different place without going out | |
| He' s not a prisoner of the darkness around | |
| But more like a free man in one endless night | |
| Peace has been waiting here for him to be found | |
| Between thickened curtains lies his own paradise | |
| He feels the joy of cutting off | |
| Rays of light from the sun | |
| He covers cracks and all clocks | |
| Says goodbye, so long | |
| Fade out into the dark | |
| But his house is still like home | |
| He' s not lonely, just alone | |
| He' s not picking up the phone | |
| No more opening the door | |
| People shouldn' t say a word | |
| ' cause they don' t understand | |
| There is nothing absurd | |
| ' bout the evitable world |