| 歌曲 | How I Go (Live) (Acoustic) |
| 歌手 | Yellowcard |
| 专辑 | Paper Walls |
| I could tell you the wildest of tales | |
| My friend the giant and traveling sales | |
| Tell you all the times that I failed | |
| The years all behind me, the stories exhaled | |
| And I’m drying out, crying out, | |
| This isn’t how I go… | |
| I could tell you of a man not so tall | |
| Who said, “Life’s a circus, and so we are small.” | |
| Tell you of a girl that I saw | |
| I froze in the moment and she changed it all | |
| And I’m drying out, crying out, | |
| This isn’t how I go | |
| Hurry now, lay me down | |
| And let these waters flow, flow | |
| Son, I am not everything you thought that I would be | |
| But every story I have told is part of me | |
| You keep the air in my lungs | |
| Floating along as a melody comes | |
| And my heart beats like tympani drums | |
| Keeping the time while the symphony strums | |
| And I'm drying out, crying out, | |
| This isn't how I go. | |
| Hurry now, lay me down | |
| And let these waters flow, flow | |
| Let it flow (let it flow) | |
| Let it flow (let it flow) | |
| Son, I am not everything you thought that I would be | |
| But every story I have told is part of me | |
| Son, I leave you now, but you have so much more to do | |
| And every story I have told is a part of you |
| I could tell you the wildest of tales | |
| My friend the giant and traveling sales | |
| Tell you all the times that I failed | |
| The years all behind me, the stories exhaled | |
| And I' m drying out, crying out, | |
| This isn' t how I go | |
| I could tell you of a man not so tall | |
| Who said, " Life' s a circus, and so we are small." | |
| Tell you of a girl that I saw | |
| I froze in the moment and she changed it all | |
| And I' m drying out, crying out, | |
| This isn' t how I go | |
| Hurry now, lay me down | |
| And let these waters flow, flow | |
| Son, I am not everything you thought that I would be | |
| But every story I have told is part of me | |
| You keep the air in my lungs | |
| Floating along as a melody comes | |
| And my heart beats like tympani drums | |
| Keeping the time while the symphony strums | |
| And I' m drying out, crying out, | |
| This isn' t how I go. | |
| Hurry now, lay me down | |
| And let these waters flow, flow | |
| Let it flow let it flow | |
| Let it flow let it flow | |
| Son, I am not everything you thought that I would be | |
| But every story I have told is part of me | |
| Son, I leave you now, but you have so much more to do | |
| And every story I have told is a part of you |