| Song | Ruins |
| Artist | Wooden Shjips |
| Album | Back To Land |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Under my skin, chases after all the blues. Look out for the king, in the writers and lost. | |
| This will be uncertain this will be ruins. | |
| Born in the light, cast a shadow of our love. Thinking the sun, blurring innocence of tired. We all know, you all wrong. | |
| Out of the night, was so long I can't recall. Chasing after night, at the end of so to fall. Did you know so much home. | |
| Lost the purpose execution. Every knows, wouldn't be so easy. We've only hold a dream. |