[00:00.00] 作词 : Gibbard, Postal Service[00:34.49]I take a breath and pull the air in 'til there's nothing left[00:44.44]I'm feeling green like teenage lovers between the sheets[00:53.61]Ba ba ba ba ...[x6][01:13.18]Knuckles clenched to white as the landing gear retract for flight[01:22.84]My head's a balloon inflating with the altitude[01:32.32]Ba ba ba ba...[x6][02:10.73]I watch the patchwork farms' slow fade into the ocean's arms[02:20.45]And from here they can't see me stare[02:25.03]The stale taste of recycled air[02:29.91]I watch the patchwork farms' slow fade into the ocean's arms[02:39.53]Calm down, release your cares[02:44.35]The stale taste of recycled air[03:47.54]I watch the patchwork farms' slow fade into the ocean's arms[03:56.92]And from here they can't see me stare[04:01.55]The stale taste of recycled air[04:06.52]I watch the patchwork farms' slow fade into the ocean's arms[04:16.04]Calm down, release your cares[04:20.81]The stale taste of recycled air[04:27.18]