作曲 : Larsen, Larsen, Manticora ... | |
Beautiful this broken town , even though it's fled by man | |
White doves flying in the sun , above desert sands | |
Where the city stood , now ruins stands | |
Sitting in | |
Darkness with | |
Tales To Tell | |
Arguing , drinking all night as well | |
The last fair or pilgrims with answers to gain | |
To go to the valley and meet with "The One" in vain | |
Drifting down the river | |
From the railing we stare | |
Journey on to the sea of grass | |
The old barge will take us there | |
Led along by mysterious crew | |
Bright shiny eyes and skins of blue | |
The last fair of pilgrims with answers to gain | |
To go to the valley and meet with "The One" in vain | |
Drifting down the river | |
From the railing we stare | |
Journey on to the sea of grass | |
The old barge will take us there |
zuo qu : Larsen, Larsen, Manticora ... | |
Beautiful this broken town , even though it' s fled by man | |
White doves flying in the sun , above desert sands | |
Where the city stood , now ruins stands | |
Sitting in | |
Darkness with | |
Tales To Tell | |
Arguing , drinking all night as well | |
The last fair or pilgrims with answers to gain | |
To go to the valley and meet with " The One" in vain | |
Drifting down the river | |
From the railing we stare | |
Journey on to the sea of grass | |
The old barge will take us there | |
Led along by mysterious crew | |
Bright shiny eyes and skins of blue | |
The last fair of pilgrims with answers to gain | |
To go to the valley and meet with " The One" in vain | |
Drifting down the river | |
From the railing we stare | |
Journey on to the sea of grass | |
The old barge will take us there |
zuò qǔ : Larsen, Larsen, Manticora ... | |
Beautiful this broken town , even though it' s fled by man | |
White doves flying in the sun , above desert sands | |
Where the city stood , now ruins stands | |
Sitting in | |
Darkness with | |
Tales To Tell | |
Arguing , drinking all night as well | |
The last fair or pilgrims with answers to gain | |
To go to the valley and meet with " The One" in vain | |
Drifting down the river | |
From the railing we stare | |
Journey on to the sea of grass | |
The old barge will take us there | |
Led along by mysterious crew | |
Bright shiny eyes and skins of blue | |
The last fair of pilgrims with answers to gain | |
To go to the valley and meet with " The One" in vain | |
Drifting down the river | |
From the railing we stare | |
Journey on to the sea of grass | |
The old barge will take us there |