| 歌曲 | Exiles (live) |
| 歌手 | King Crimson |
| 专辑 | Live at the Zoom Club, 1972 |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作词 : Cross, Fripp, Palmer-James |
| [01:31.546] | Now...in this faraway land |
| [01:38.797] | Strange...that the palms of my hands |
| [01:44.797] | Should be damp with expectancy |
| [01:53.297] | Spring...and the air's turning mild |
| [02:00.287] | City lights...and the glimpse of a child |
| [02:06.297] | Of the alleyway infantry |
| [03:15.255] | Friends...do they know what I mean |
| [03:22.507] | Rain...and the gathering green |
| [03:28.258] | Of an afternoon out-of-town |
| [03:37.260] | But lord I had to go |
| [03:40.559] | My trail was laid too slow behind me |
| [03:47.551] | To face the call of fame |
| [03:50.808] | Or make a drunkard's name for me |
| [03:57.308] | But now this better day |
| [04:01.308] | Has brought a different understanding |
| [04:08.035] | And through these endless days |
| [04:11.315] | Shall come a broader sympathy |
| [04:18.061] | And though I count the hours |
| [04:21.990] | To be alone's no injury |
| [04:26.993] | My home...was a place by the sand |
| [04:35.993] | Cliffs...and a military band |
| [04:41.994] | Blew an air of normality |
| [00:00.000] | zuo ci : Cross, Fripp, PalmerJames |
| [01:31.546] | Now... in this faraway land |
| [01:38.797] | Strange... that the palms of my hands |
| [01:44.797] | Should be damp with expectancy |
| [01:53.297] | Spring... and the air' s turning mild |
| [02:00.287] | City lights... and the glimpse of a child |
| [02:06.297] | Of the alleyway infantry |
| [03:15.255] | Friends... do they know what I mean |
| [03:22.507] | Rain... and the gathering green |
| [03:28.258] | Of an afternoon outoftown |
| [03:37.260] | But lord I had to go |
| [03:40.559] | My trail was laid too slow behind me |
| [03:47.551] | To face the call of fame |
| [03:50.808] | Or make a drunkard' s name for me |
| [03:57.308] | But now this better day |
| [04:01.308] | Has brought a different understanding |
| [04:08.035] | And through these endless days |
| [04:11.315] | Shall come a broader sympathy |
| [04:18.061] | And though I count the hours |
| [04:21.990] | To be alone' s no injury |
| [04:26.993] | My home... was a place by the sand |
| [04:35.993] | Cliffs... and a military band |
| [04:41.994] | Blew an air of normality |
| [00:00.000] | zuò cí : Cross, Fripp, PalmerJames |
| [01:31.546] | Now... in this faraway land |
| [01:38.797] | Strange... that the palms of my hands |
| [01:44.797] | Should be damp with expectancy |
| [01:53.297] | Spring... and the air' s turning mild |
| [02:00.287] | City lights... and the glimpse of a child |
| [02:06.297] | Of the alleyway infantry |
| [03:15.255] | Friends... do they know what I mean |
| [03:22.507] | Rain... and the gathering green |
| [03:28.258] | Of an afternoon outoftown |
| [03:37.260] | But lord I had to go |
| [03:40.559] | My trail was laid too slow behind me |
| [03:47.551] | To face the call of fame |
| [03:50.808] | Or make a drunkard' s name for me |
| [03:57.308] | But now this better day |
| [04:01.308] | Has brought a different understanding |
| [04:08.035] | And through these endless days |
| [04:11.315] | Shall come a broader sympathy |
| [04:18.061] | And though I count the hours |
| [04:21.990] | To be alone' s no injury |
| [04:26.993] | My home... was a place by the sand |
| [04:35.993] | Cliffs... and a military band |
| [04:41.994] | Blew an air of normality |