| Song | Pinesong |
| Artist | A Fine Frenzy |
| Album | Pines |
| [01:23.269] | The time has come for giving up |
| [01:30.899] | I have lost |
| [01:32.959] | |
| [01:39.19] | I wanted once to become what |
| [01:46.269] | I cannot |
| [01:48.820] | |
| [02:10.600] | Why come to me so full of dreams? |
| [02:18.230] | Well, go on |
| [02:20.110] | |
| [02:25.980] | With feathered keys |
| [02:29.790] | You're mocking me |
| [02:33.420] | I am locked |
| [02:35.650] | |
| [02:41.960] | It's easier to pine |
| [02:47.770] | |
| [02:49.460] | To pine |
| [02:51.980] | |
| [02:54.230] | But |
| [02:55.230] | I can feel it |
| [02:56.480] | Through the fields of graves |
| [02:59.540] | |
| [03:00.100] | A beating heart |
| [03:02.230] | While |
| [03:02.790] | Rolling hills are |
| [03:04.40] | Roaming through my veins |
| [03:05.920] | And open arms |
| [03:08.540] | |
| [03:09.480] | And all is full of smoke |
| [03:14.890] | |
| [03:15.640] | Ah pining… |
| [03:19.380] | |
| [04:00.680] | The words you speak |
| [04:03.430] | |
| [04:04.370] | Stir things in me that I thought |
| [04:10.470] | |
| [04:12.530] | Were gone |
| [04:15.400] | |
| [04:16.210] | Their faint white heat |
| [04:19.340] | |
| [04:19.840] | Melts centuries |
| [04:23.790] | Deep in |
| [04:24.420] | Frost |
| [04:26.290] | |
| [04:32.40] | I can feel it |
| [04:34.350] | Through the fields of graves |
| [04:38.160] | A beating heart |
| [04:40.100] | While |
| [04:40.540] | Rolling hills are |
| [04:41.790] | Roaming through my veins |
| [04:44.230] | And open arms |
| [04:47.350] | |
| [04:47.980] | And all is full of |
| [04:53.320] | |
| [04:54.10] | Hope |
| [04:57.320] | |
| [04:58.70] | Ah pining… |
| [05:03.510] |
| [01:23.269] | The time has come for giving up |
| [01:30.899] | I have lost |
| [01:32.959] | |
| [01:39.19] | I wanted once to become what |
| [01:46.269] | I cannot |
| [01:48.820] | |
| [02:10.600] | Why come to me so full of dreams? |
| [02:18.230] | Well, go on |
| [02:20.110] | |
| [02:25.980] | With feathered keys |
| [02:29.790] | You' re mocking me |
| [02:33.420] | I am locked |
| [02:35.650] | |
| [02:41.960] | It' s easier to pine |
| [02:47.770] | |
| [02:49.460] | To pine |
| [02:51.980] | |
| [02:54.230] | But |
| [02:55.230] | I can feel it |
| [02:56.480] | Through the fields of graves |
| [02:59.540] | |
| [03:00.100] | A beating heart |
| [03:02.230] | While |
| [03:02.790] | Rolling hills are |
| [03:04.40] | Roaming through my veins |
| [03:05.920] | And open arms |
| [03:08.540] | |
| [03:09.480] | And all is full of smoke |
| [03:14.890] | |
| [03:15.640] | Ah pining |
| [03:19.380] | |
| [04:00.680] | The words you speak |
| [04:03.430] | |
| [04:04.370] | Stir things in me that I thought |
| [04:10.470] | |
| [04:12.530] | Were gone |
| [04:15.400] | |
| [04:16.210] | Their faint white heat |
| [04:19.340] | |
| [04:19.840] | Melts centuries |
| [04:23.790] | Deep in |
| [04:24.420] | Frost |
| [04:26.290] | |
| [04:32.40] | I can feel it |
| [04:34.350] | Through the fields of graves |
| [04:38.160] | A beating heart |
| [04:40.100] | While |
| [04:40.540] | Rolling hills are |
| [04:41.790] | Roaming through my veins |
| [04:44.230] | And open arms |
| [04:47.350] | |
| [04:47.980] | And all is full of |
| [04:53.320] | |
| [04:54.10] | Hope |
| [04:57.320] | |
| [04:58.70] | Ah pining |
| [05:03.510] |