| 歌曲 | Shedding The Deadwood |
| 歌手 | Woods of Ypres |
| 专辑 | Pursuit Of The Sun & Allure Of The Earth |
| 作曲 : Gold | |
| It’s no wonder | |
| I’ve felt so tired | |
| I’ve witnessed the careless all running past me | |
| While I’ve been told to ignore my desires | |
| And grow numb with understanding | |
| I walk through theses woods | |
| I carry this deadwood | |
| I am determined to see this through | |
| Driven only by the guilt and the shame of giving up | |
| I must complete what | |
| I set out to do - | |
| For you It stayed on a shelf made of my arms | |
| They had grown strong from giving support | |
| I knew that my arms could hold out forever | |
| It was my mind that’d grow tired | |
| And in time would let go | |
| It’s been so long since | |
| I have questioned | |
| What it is that | |
| I really want | |
| Instead I follow your directions | |
| As you lead me on | |
| I can’t use it to build my home | |
| It will not fulfill my desires | |
| Some wood can be used to help build a life | |
| This wood will be used for building a fire | |
| Why carry this deadwood with me… …when were | |
| I’m going there will be living trees | |
| Now close enough to carry it all to the end | |
| But throwing it all to the ground instead | |
| This bundle of deadwood | |
| The pieces they fall | |
| Corners indent the soil and accumulate on one another | |
| Tumble down and pile up | |
| It awkwardly spills like myself at a time | |
| Like the time it had killed | |
| Like every moment after it was collected and held | |
| I’d give up all that | |
| I started | |
| To pursue all that | |
| I wanted I may arrive empty handed | |
| But at least | |
| I will arrive |
| zuò qǔ : Gold | |
| It' s no wonder | |
| I' ve felt so tired | |
| I' ve witnessed the careless all running past me | |
| While I' ve been told to ignore my desires | |
| And grow numb with understanding | |
| I walk through theses woods | |
| I carry this deadwood | |
| I am determined to see this through | |
| Driven only by the guilt and the shame of giving up | |
| I must complete what | |
| I set out to do | |
| For you It stayed on a shelf made of my arms | |
| They had grown strong from giving support | |
| I knew that my arms could hold out forever | |
| It was my mind that' d grow tired | |
| And in time would let go | |
| It' s been so long since | |
| I have questioned | |
| What it is that | |
| I really want | |
| Instead I follow your directions | |
| As you lead me on | |
| I can' t use it to build my home | |
| It will not fulfill my desires | |
| Some wood can be used to help build a life | |
| This wood will be used for building a fire | |
| Why carry this deadwood with me when were | |
| I' m going there will be living trees | |
| Now close enough to carry it all to the end | |
| But throwing it all to the ground instead | |
| This bundle of deadwood | |
| The pieces they fall | |
| Corners indent the soil and accumulate on one another | |
| Tumble down and pile up | |
| It awkwardly spills like myself at a time | |
| Like the time it had killed | |
| Like every moment after it was collected and held | |
| I' d give up all that | |
| I started | |
| To pursue all that | |
| I wanted I may arrive empty handed | |
| But at least | |
| I will arrive |