| Song | Riverdeadbank |
| Artist | Current 93 |
| Album | Thunder Perfect Mind |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Current Ninety Three ... | |
| Like dust | |
| I'm lost in the world | |
| I thought that I had | |
| A particular place | |
| Between the earths | |
| Between the scarred sky | |
| I feel the crunch of dirt | |
| I smell the scent of flowers | |
| My aimless feet | |
| To be in the world | |
| And not a part of it | |
| That's the aim of the pain | |
| I'm sorry that there seems | |
| No happiness in life | |
| I'm sorry that there seems | |
| No one | |
| Passing streams | |
| Dying dreams | |
| There seems to be no joy | |
| You cannot see the ships sailing | |
| You cannot see the sails sailing | |
| Amassing as Christ on the horizon | |
| Outstretched | |
| Outstretched... |
| zuo ci : Current Ninety Three ... | |
| Like dust | |
| I' m lost in the world | |
| I thought that I had | |
| A particular place | |
| Between the earths | |
| Between the scarred sky | |
| I feel the crunch of dirt | |
| I smell the scent of flowers | |
| My aimless feet | |
| To be in the world | |
| And not a part of it | |
| That' s the aim of the pain | |
| I' m sorry that there seems | |
| No happiness in life | |
| I' m sorry that there seems | |
| No one | |
| Passing streams | |
| Dying dreams | |
| There seems to be no joy | |
| You cannot see the ships sailing | |
| You cannot see the sails sailing | |
| Amassing as Christ on the horizon | |
| Outstretched | |
| Outstretched... |
| zuò cí : Current Ninety Three ... | |
| Like dust | |
| I' m lost in the world | |
| I thought that I had | |
| A particular place | |
| Between the earths | |
| Between the scarred sky | |
| I feel the crunch of dirt | |
| I smell the scent of flowers | |
| My aimless feet | |
| To be in the world | |
| And not a part of it | |
| That' s the aim of the pain | |
| I' m sorry that there seems | |
| No happiness in life | |
| I' m sorry that there seems | |
| No one | |
| Passing streams | |
| Dying dreams | |
| There seems to be no joy | |
| You cannot see the ships sailing | |
| You cannot see the sails sailing | |
| Amassing as Christ on the horizon | |
| Outstretched | |
| Outstretched... |