| Song | Raise Them Higher |
| Artist | Jason Webley |
| Album | The Cost of Living |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Webley | |
| He's got feathers in his pockets | |
| He finds them lying by the side of the road | |
| Along the train tracks, by the water | |
| He thinks about the seed he has sown | |
| He feels something tugging at him | |
| That pulls him close and lets him go, he pulls it close, he lets it go | |
| He pulls you close and he lets you go | |
| His body's growing heavy underneath this mortal load | |
| Raise them higher, raise them higher | |
| These old bones just want to fly tonight | |
| Raise them higher, raise them higher | |
| She's got wings back behind her eyes | |
| Some days the colors catch them, lift her off of the earth | |
| In the morning, before the mirror | |
| She wonders how much eggs are worth | |
| She feels something, something breaking | |
| That pulls her close and lets her go, she pulls it close, she lets it go | |
| She pulls you close and she lets you go | |
| Her lips are saying no while her body is giving birth | |
| Raise them higher, raise them higher | |
| These old bones just want to fly tonight | |
| Raise them higher, raise them higher | |
| These old bones are going to fly tonight | |
| Raise them higher, raise them higher | |
| Raise them higher, raise them higher | |
| Raise them higher, raise them higher | |
| Raise them higher, raise them higher | |
| Raise them higher, raise them higher | |
| Raise them higher, raise them higher, higher, higher, higher |
| zuo qu : Webley | |
| He' s got feathers in his pockets | |
| He finds them lying by the side of the road | |
| Along the train tracks, by the water | |
| He thinks about the seed he has sown | |
| He feels something tugging at him | |
| That pulls him close and lets him go, he pulls it close, he lets it go | |
| He pulls you close and he lets you go | |
| His body' s growing heavy underneath this mortal load | |
| Raise them higher, raise them higher | |
| These old bones just want to fly tonight | |
| Raise them higher, raise them higher | |
| She' s got wings back behind her eyes | |
| Some days the colors catch them, lift her off of the earth | |
| In the morning, before the mirror | |
| She wonders how much eggs are worth | |
| She feels something, something breaking | |
| That pulls her close and lets her go, she pulls it close, she lets it go | |
| She pulls you close and she lets you go | |
| Her lips are saying no while her body is giving birth | |
| Raise them higher, raise them higher | |
| These old bones just want to fly tonight | |
| Raise them higher, raise them higher | |
| These old bones are going to fly tonight | |
| Raise them higher, raise them higher | |
| Raise them higher, raise them higher | |
| Raise them higher, raise them higher | |
| Raise them higher, raise them higher | |
| Raise them higher, raise them higher | |
| Raise them higher, raise them higher, higher, higher, higher |
| zuò qǔ : Webley | |
| He' s got feathers in his pockets | |
| He finds them lying by the side of the road | |
| Along the train tracks, by the water | |
| He thinks about the seed he has sown | |
| He feels something tugging at him | |
| That pulls him close and lets him go, he pulls it close, he lets it go | |
| He pulls you close and he lets you go | |
| His body' s growing heavy underneath this mortal load | |
| Raise them higher, raise them higher | |
| These old bones just want to fly tonight | |
| Raise them higher, raise them higher | |
| She' s got wings back behind her eyes | |
| Some days the colors catch them, lift her off of the earth | |
| In the morning, before the mirror | |
| She wonders how much eggs are worth | |
| She feels something, something breaking | |
| That pulls her close and lets her go, she pulls it close, she lets it go | |
| She pulls you close and she lets you go | |
| Her lips are saying no while her body is giving birth | |
| Raise them higher, raise them higher | |
| These old bones just want to fly tonight | |
| Raise them higher, raise them higher | |
| These old bones are going to fly tonight | |
| Raise them higher, raise them higher | |
| Raise them higher, raise them higher | |
| Raise them higher, raise them higher | |
| Raise them higher, raise them higher | |
| Raise them higher, raise them higher | |
| Raise them higher, raise them higher, higher, higher, higher |