Set Your Compass 歌词
| 歌曲 | Set Your Compass |
| 歌手 | Steve Hackett |
| 专辑 | Wild Orchids |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Hackett, Hackett | |
| Underneath a sailing moon | |
| Lemon lime ginger soft glow | |
| Scale the woodland around the dale | |
| Rising falling through hedgerows | |
| With her train the queen of night | |
| (Her pale window) | |
| (Calming your fear) | |
| (With the Earth) | |
| Slowly turning the tide (in the lowland) | |
| From the long arms of the sea | |
| Set your compass by your dream (falling) | |
| Grazing sheep have lost their way | |
| Fifty fathoms below the bay | |
| Windward of the sunken rock (blowing) | |
| Faces set like gravestones (staring down) | |
| Oarsmen pull to cleave the brine | |
| Neath the blackcliffs their cross-bones | |
| Under the waves and put to right | |
| Toy armies too rusty to fight (in the lowland) | |
| Cling to the wheel how deeply you breathe | |
| Set your compass by your dream (falling) | |
| Grazing sheep have lost their way | |
| Fifty fathoms below the bay |
| zuo ci : Hackett, Hackett | |
| Underneath a sailing moon | |
| Lemon lime ginger soft glow | |
| Scale the woodland around the dale | |
| Rising falling through hedgerows | |
| With her train the queen of night | |
| Her pale window | |
| Calming your fear | |
| With the Earth | |
| Slowly turning the tide in the lowland | |
| From the long arms of the sea | |
| Set your compass by your dream falling | |
| Grazing sheep have lost their way | |
| Fifty fathoms below the bay | |
| Windward of the sunken rock blowing | |
| Faces set like gravestones staring down | |
| Oarsmen pull to cleave the brine | |
| Neath the blackcliffs their crossbones | |
| Under the waves and put to right | |
| Toy armies too rusty to fight in the lowland | |
| Cling to the wheel how deeply you breathe | |
| Set your compass by your dream falling | |
| Grazing sheep have lost their way | |
| Fifty fathoms below the bay |
| zuò cí : Hackett, Hackett | |
| Underneath a sailing moon | |
| Lemon lime ginger soft glow | |
| Scale the woodland around the dale | |
| Rising falling through hedgerows | |
| With her train the queen of night | |
| Her pale window | |
| Calming your fear | |
| With the Earth | |
| Slowly turning the tide in the lowland | |
| From the long arms of the sea | |
| Set your compass by your dream falling | |
| Grazing sheep have lost their way | |
| Fifty fathoms below the bay | |
| Windward of the sunken rock blowing | |
| Faces set like gravestones staring down | |
| Oarsmen pull to cleave the brine | |
| Neath the blackcliffs their crossbones | |
| Under the waves and put to right | |
| Toy armies too rusty to fight in the lowland | |
| Cling to the wheel how deeply you breathe | |
| Set your compass by your dream falling | |
| Grazing sheep have lost their way | |
| Fifty fathoms below the bay |
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