| Song | Earth to Calm |
| Artist | Scott Matthews |
| Album | Passing Stranger |
| 作曲 : Matthews | |
| This velvet-lined silver box | |
| Rests with me around the clock | |
| Through coloured glass, a piercing dawn | |
| Through broken glass | |
| I watch the night fall | |
| Conflict looms in a blood-red sky | |
| A child cries seeking mother's eyes | |
| Just a fleeting sound of silence please | |
| The day must end praying on your knees | |
| Tired of waiting for the earth to calm | |
| We huddle together and pray for no harm | |
| The flickering light signals the alarm | |
| Oh please don't let it be me | |
| Oh please don't let it be me | |
| Trying hard to stay awake | |
| I'm running fast trying to make the last gate | |
| But lo and behold here | |
| I stand Out of time with my head in my hands | |
| The sweat runs down my desperate face | |
| I'm stumbling on my old rotten legs | |
| The heavy winds build strong their walls | |
| Push me back, no joy at all. | |
| Tired of waiting for the earth to calm | |
| We huddle together and pray for no harm | |
| The flickering light signals the alarm | |
| Oh please don't let it be me | |
| Oh please don't let it be me |
| zuò qǔ : Matthews | |
| This velvetlined silver box | |
| Rests with me around the clock | |
| Through coloured glass, a piercing dawn | |
| Through broken glass | |
| I watch the night fall | |
| Conflict looms in a bloodred sky | |
| A child cries seeking mother' s eyes | |
| Just a fleeting sound of silence please | |
| The day must end praying on your knees | |
| Tired of waiting for the earth to calm | |
| We huddle together and pray for no harm | |
| The flickering light signals the alarm | |
| Oh please don' t let it be me | |
| Oh please don' t let it be me | |
| Trying hard to stay awake | |
| I' m running fast trying to make the last gate | |
| But lo and behold here | |
| I stand Out of time with my head in my hands | |
| The sweat runs down my desperate face | |
| I' m stumbling on my old rotten legs | |
| The heavy winds build strong their walls | |
| Push me back, no joy at all. | |
| Tired of waiting for the earth to calm | |
| We huddle together and pray for no harm | |
| The flickering light signals the alarm | |
| Oh please don' t let it be me | |
| Oh please don' t let it be me |