作词 : Francois Tétaz/Kimbra Johnson

作曲 : Francois Tétaz/Kimbra Johnson

(CD Ver.)

You heard the crickets of the early eve

They lurk around the opening in two's & three's

Clementine told you not to move with the breeze

I'll take you down to places where we dare not speak

The red light in the doorway says she's armed

But boy go try your luck and you might get pass

Step into the dwelling of the liger's mouth

Peer into the panic for a kick and swell

You know you shouldn't be there but it's way past bed

There's comfort in the fingers of your good intent

You know you shouldn't be there but your money's all spent

You've got your reputation and your good intent

Your good intent

Out to feed that habit when you've sowed that seed

Nothing made you feel out of the ordinary

But the air turns sombre and the night took heed

Took you on a waltz of hypocrisy

She broke your bones, now you're lying in the dirt

The shadow of a hunter under your torture

It's not enough to say, it's not what's in your heart

You've tainted every moment till death do we part

I know you didn't mean it, boy you meant so well

The pennies are cascading down your wishing well

I know you didn't mean it when you counted to ten

You're slipping through the fingers of your good intent

I know you didn't mean it, though you meant so well

The pennies are cascading down your wishing well

I know you didn't mean it when you counted to ten

You got your reputation and your good intent

Such a good intent

It's not enough to hope for the best

It's not enough to lie there on a brace

The liger's on the prowl now you've pulled its strings

One false move and soon you're playing dice for a