| Song | Arrow Head |
| Artist | Woven Hand |
| Album | Woven Hand |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : E. | |
| Do tell, how is the little pilgrim's progress | |
| Does he endeavor to persevere | |
| Close mantled to knives and kisses | |
| Just like when you were here | |
| What little he had, from him it was taken | |
| For in the small things he could not be trusted | |
| Arrow head, arrow head run motor city rusted | |
| Nailed to the floor by an old time gaze | |
| Who is, who was, who is to come | |
| Given to other lips and spoken on other tongues | |
| Where are you and where have you been | |
| Hold fast, hold fast till he come again | |
| Would it do, would it do any good | |
| To be able to remember the white of the page | |
| The black of the ink | |
| Thrown overboard lest the whole ship sink | |
| You talk this way as you go walkin' | |
| Weavin' your way through the straw | |
| It comes so slow and leaves so quick | |
| Under grace we strike the stricken law | |
| Who is, who was, who is to come | |
| Given to other lips and spoken on other tongues | |
| Where are you and where have you been | |
| Hold fast, hold fast till he come again | |
| Who is, who was, who is to come | |
| Given to other lips and spoken on other tongues | |
| Where are you and where have you been | |
| Hold fast, hold fast till he come again |
| zuo qu : E. | |
| Do tell, how is the little pilgrim' s progress | |
| Does he endeavor to persevere | |
| Close mantled to knives and kisses | |
| Just like when you were here | |
| What little he had, from him it was taken | |
| For in the small things he could not be trusted | |
| Arrow head, arrow head run motor city rusted | |
| Nailed to the floor by an old time gaze | |
| Who is, who was, who is to come | |
| Given to other lips and spoken on other tongues | |
| Where are you and where have you been | |
| Hold fast, hold fast till he come again | |
| Would it do, would it do any good | |
| To be able to remember the white of the page | |
| The black of the ink | |
| Thrown overboard lest the whole ship sink | |
| You talk this way as you go walkin' | |
| Weavin' your way through the straw | |
| It comes so slow and leaves so quick | |
| Under grace we strike the stricken law | |
| Who is, who was, who is to come | |
| Given to other lips and spoken on other tongues | |
| Where are you and where have you been | |
| Hold fast, hold fast till he come again | |
| Who is, who was, who is to come | |
| Given to other lips and spoken on other tongues | |
| Where are you and where have you been | |
| Hold fast, hold fast till he come again |
| zuò qǔ : E. | |
| Do tell, how is the little pilgrim' s progress | |
| Does he endeavor to persevere | |
| Close mantled to knives and kisses | |
| Just like when you were here | |
| What little he had, from him it was taken | |
| For in the small things he could not be trusted | |
| Arrow head, arrow head run motor city rusted | |
| Nailed to the floor by an old time gaze | |
| Who is, who was, who is to come | |
| Given to other lips and spoken on other tongues | |
| Where are you and where have you been | |
| Hold fast, hold fast till he come again | |
| Would it do, would it do any good | |
| To be able to remember the white of the page | |
| The black of the ink | |
| Thrown overboard lest the whole ship sink | |
| You talk this way as you go walkin' | |
| Weavin' your way through the straw | |
| It comes so slow and leaves so quick | |
| Under grace we strike the stricken law | |
| Who is, who was, who is to come | |
| Given to other lips and spoken on other tongues | |
| Where are you and where have you been | |
| Hold fast, hold fast till he come again | |
| Who is, who was, who is to come | |
| Given to other lips and spoken on other tongues | |
| Where are you and where have you been | |
| Hold fast, hold fast till he come again |