[00:00.000] 作曲 : liana flores[00:32.791]The street beneath my feet is paved with rows of gold[00:36.507]Or so I'm told (So I'm told, so I'm told)[00:40.589]The sky before my eyes is never colour grey[00:44.474]Or so they say[00:46.822][00:48.629]I guess I've known the truth since I was pretty young[00:52.219]That I never knew my mother's mother tongue[00:55.994]I'll fake all of my words till they point out to me[00:59.681]The crowds of purple orchid flowers I can't see[01:05.941][01:18.907]I'll borrow chords and play along until they shine[01:22.658]They're still not mine (Still not mine, still not mine, still not mine!)[01:26.707]Breathing all these postcard in until they land[01:30.141]Still second-hand[01:32.424][01:33.946]She gave me half my bones and made me one my lungs[01:37.491]But the same cold air is filling both of them[01:41.658]Meanwhile, a crocodile points out what's left behind[01:45.241]The field of yellow daffodils you tried, but couldn't find[01:53.008][02:03.942]I've known since I was pretty young[02:07.057]I've never known my mother's mother tongue[02:11.017]I've known since I was pretty young[02:14.008]I've never known my mother's mother tongue[02:17.108][02:22.141]I'm putting on a smile made out of plasticine[02:25.725]And looking clean