Everyone is chasing their own dragon
 作词 : 余润泽
 编曲：王瑾瑜，殷阔帅
 Digging down and down for the good turf
 Waking all the fingers and thumbs
 Over my shoulder
 All about mire
 Did meeting by field that she said
 Roping that spade for sake
 Of the cloudless
 Hop in prit
 Everyone is chasing his own dragon
 Everyone is chasing his own dragon
 Do that again, children of men
 To the Faery, to the land
 With a flowered, snug sickle
 Do that again, children of wild
 All to water, all to the grains
 Which could stop BEing choked up
 Digging down and down for the good turf
 Waking all the fingers and thumbs
 Over my shoulder
 All about mire
 Did meeting by field that she said
 Roping that spade for sake
 Of the cloudless
 Hop in prit
 Do that again, children of men
 To the Faery, to the land
 With a flowered, snug sickle
 Do that again, children of wild
 All to water, all to the grains
 Which could stop BEing choked up
 Do that again, children of noema
 Once to make it different
 There's Fantasm guiding you to
 Do that again, children of truth
 Find the mine, find the tide
 And over is their antique joy