| 歌曲 | I Have Faith In These Desolate Times |
| 歌手 | Terence Trent D'Arby |
| 专辑 | Neither Fish Nor Flesh a Soundtrack Of Love, Faith, Hope & Destruction |
| 作词 : DArby | |
| I have faith in these desolate times | |
| A roar down the road of a rumbling war | |
| I have faith in these desolate times | |
| A chill from the eyes of a man of political skill | |
| I have faith but for how much longer? | |
| It seems to me, bitter trees, full of fleas | |
| Summarily hold the branches | |
| People we, falling leaves, watching thieves | |
| Stealing keys, to our ranches | |
| I have faith in these desolate times | |
| A score to the sound of the feet of a journeyman's tour | |
| I have faith in these desolate times | |
| A feel and a hope and belief that man's peace will be still | |
| I have faith but for how much longer? | |
| The village green, people seen, full of beans | |
| Imagining the course of action | |
| And in between, shopping scenes, plasticine | |
| Suburban dreams, an empty faction | |
| I have faith in these desolate times | |
| Show fear, and the smoke of a gun trigger pulling finger pressure comes near | |
| I have faith in these desolate times | |
| Before long, the lamb and the lion may lie with the lass in the grass at dawn | |
| I have faith but for how much longer? |
| zuò cí : DArby | |
| I have faith in these desolate times | |
| A roar down the road of a rumbling war | |
| I have faith in these desolate times | |
| A chill from the eyes of a man of political skill | |
| I have faith but for how much longer? | |
| It seems to me, bitter trees, full of fleas | |
| Summarily hold the branches | |
| People we, falling leaves, watching thieves | |
| Stealing keys, to our ranches | |
| I have faith in these desolate times | |
| A score to the sound of the feet of a journeyman' s tour | |
| I have faith in these desolate times | |
| A feel and a hope and belief that man' s peace will be still | |
| I have faith but for how much longer? | |
| The village green, people seen, full of beans | |
| Imagining the course of action | |
| And in between, shopping scenes, plasticine | |
| Suburban dreams, an empty faction | |
| I have faith in these desolate times | |
| Show fear, and the smoke of a gun trigger pulling finger pressure comes near | |
| I have faith in these desolate times | |
| Before long, the lamb and the lion may lie with the lass in the grass at dawn | |
| I have faith but for how much longer? |