Elephants Never Grow Old 歌词

	作词 : Barrett, Pendragon
	The hand that held the gun
	That made the final choice
	Rolls the fine white ivory
	That settles in the dust
	The gentle giant grey shadow moves
	On the chequers board of life
	And falling in slow motion
	To a graveyard in a black square
	Whose father was somebody's
	Saturday afternoon idea of fun
	To go mad with a gun
	Walking in tall grass
	Like walking on broken glass
	Running so free
	Like a young boy
	With the wind in his hair
	They should all be there
	If only somebody cared

	zuo ci : Barrett, Pendragon
	The hand that held the gun
	That made the final choice
	Rolls the fine white ivory
	That settles in the dust
	The gentle giant grey shadow moves
	On the chequers board of life
	And falling in slow motion
	To a graveyard in a black square
	Whose father was somebody' s
	Saturday afternoon idea of fun
	To go mad with a gun
	Walking in tall grass
	Like walking on broken glass
	Running so free
	Like a young boy
	With the wind in his hair
	They should all be there
	If only somebody cared

	zuò cí : Barrett, Pendragon
	The hand that held the gun
	That made the final choice
	Rolls the fine white ivory
	That settles in the dust
	The gentle giant grey shadow moves
	On the chequers board of life
	And falling in slow motion
	To a graveyard in a black square
	Whose father was somebody' s
	Saturday afternoon idea of fun
	To go mad with a gun
	Walking in tall grass
	Like walking on broken glass
	Running so free
	Like a young boy
	With the wind in his hair
	They should all be there
	If only somebody cared

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