标题:Exiles
标签: 总谱
艺人:King Crimson
专辑:Larks' Tongues in Aspic (1973)
作词:Cross, Fripp, Palmer-James
作曲:R. Fripp & D. Cross
制谱人:rom醤+10
节拍: Moderate ♩ = 77
和弦:C Bm Am D C#m G F#m Gm F# D7/C Bb Em
Now...in this faraway land
Strange...that the palms of my hands
Should be damp with expectancy
Spring...and the air's turning mild
City lights...and the glimpse of a child
Of the alleyway infantry
Friends...do they know what i mean
Rain...and the gathering green
Of an afternoon out-of-town
But lord i had to go
My trail was laid too slow behind me
To face the call of fame
Or make a drunkard's name for me
Though now this other life
Has brought a different understanding
And from these endless days
Shall come a broader sympathy
And though i count the hours
To be alone's no injury...
My home...was a place near the sand
Cliffs...and a military band
Blew and air of normality