作词 : Nile Marr
作曲 : Nile Marr
Sleeping in your plastic house
Counting all the wild things around
Let me put them into your plastic mouth
Force it down down down down
And if pity built this city, with all it's things to do
Self-pity really built this city then I don't envy you
When the sun goes down
The sun goes down slow
When the sun goes down
The sun goes down slow
If a tree hits the ground, we're the sounds coming out
And the heaven met the sky and the sky met the ground
We're the sounds coming out
And the sun goes down
The sun goes down slow
When the sun goes down
The sun goes down slow