| 歌曲 | Distant Stations |
| 歌手 | The Mountain Goats |
| 专辑 | All Hail West Texas |
| 作词 : Darnielle | |
| I found an old rock in the dry dirt outside | |
| The door of my motel room | |
| It was a triangle with soft, rounded edges and a split down the middle of one corner | |
| It was darker than English moss, green like the soft frills of a peacock's plume | |
| I waited for you but I never told you where I was | |
| It was who taught me how to write these kinds of equations | |
| I waited on the steps for you and I hid in the bushes whenever a car pull into the parking lot | |
| You taught me how to listen to these distant stations | |
| Distant stations | |
| I saw the sky break | |
| I threw a rock at a crow who was playing in the mulch of some rosebushes by the motel office | |
| Missed him by a good yard or two | |
| I sang old songs from nowhere | |
| Los Angeles, Albuquerque | |
| I said a small prayer for the poor and the naked and the hungry | |
| And I prayed real hard for you | |
| I waited for you but I never told you where I was | |
| It was who taught me how to write these kinds of equations | |
| I waited on the steps for you and I hid in the bushes whenever a car pull into the parking lot | |
| You taught me how to listen to these distant stations | |
| Distant stations |
| zuò cí : Darnielle | |
| I found an old rock in the dry dirt outside | |
| The door of my motel room | |
| It was a triangle with soft, rounded edges and a split down the middle of one corner | |
| It was darker than English moss, green like the soft frills of a peacock' s plume | |
| I waited for you but I never told you where I was | |
| It was who taught me how to write these kinds of equations | |
| I waited on the steps for you and I hid in the bushes whenever a car pull into the parking lot | |
| You taught me how to listen to these distant stations | |
| Distant stations | |
| I saw the sky break | |
| I threw a rock at a crow who was playing in the mulch of some rosebushes by the motel office | |
| Missed him by a good yard or two | |
| I sang old songs from nowhere | |
| Los Angeles, Albuquerque | |
| I said a small prayer for the poor and the naked and the hungry | |
| And I prayed real hard for you | |
| I waited for you but I never told you where I was | |
| It was who taught me how to write these kinds of equations | |
| I waited on the steps for you and I hid in the bushes whenever a car pull into the parking lot | |
| You taught me how to listen to these distant stations | |
| Distant stations |