The Path
 作词 : Ella Yelich O'Connor
 作曲 : Ella Yelich O'Connor
 Born in the year of OxyContin
 Raised in the tall grass
 Teen millionaire having nightmares from the camera flash
 Now I'm alone on a windswept island
 Caught in the complex divorce of the seasons
 Won't take the call if it's the label or the radio
 Ahh
 Ahh
 Arm in a cast at the museum gala
 Fork in my purse to take home to my mother
 Supermodels all dancing 'round a pharaoh's tomb
 Now if you're looking for a savior, well that's not me
 You need someone to take your pain for you?
 Well, that's not me
 'Cause we're all broken and sad
 Where are the dreams that we had?
 Can't find the dreams that we had
 Ah, ah, ah
 Let's hope the sun will show us the path
 Let's hope the sun will show us the path
 Ah, ah, ah
 I just hope the sun will show us the path
 Savior is not me
 I just hope the sun will show us the path
 Savior is not me
 I just hope the sun will show us the path
 Path, path