歌曲 | How Far I Fell |
歌手 | Peter Hammill |
专辑 | None of the Above |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Hammill | |
(Here's the old man and his not-so-childlike bride; | |
here's the humbling of us all, delusion never dies; | |
here's the story: anyone can fall at any time at all. | |
We're born to be fools in life.) | |
I was the king of the mountain, | |
I had everything that money couldn't buy: | |
at the summit of ambition I was ready for the sky. | |
I viewed the world from this, my citadel... | |
oh, how I fell. | |
Silent and sleeping, the volcano, | |
so I thought that I stood square upon my feet. | |
I ignored the warning tremors in my hubris, I repeat – | |
I never saw you coming, Jezebel... | |
oh, how I fell. | |
As I look back now on the tears I was to cry | |
I am holding on to the vestiges of pride, | |
I am holding on, but I will never be the one to tell | |
how far I fell. | |
(Here's the old man and his not-so-childlike bride; | |
here's the humbling of us all, delusion never dies; | |
here's the story: anyone can fall at any time at all. | |
We're born to be fools in life.) | |
A fool and his money are soon parted | |
and there's nothing like an old fool, so they say: | |
once the plastic had been melted quickly you were on your way, | |
leaving me drowning in the wishing-well – | |
oh, how I fell. | |
You'll never know how deep you cut me, | |
although anyone can see the state I'm in. | |
So I pay the price of such unoriginal sin... | |
but I will never bring myself to tell | |
how far I fell. |
zuo ci : Hammill | |
Here' s the old man and his notsochildlike bride | |
here' s the humbling of us all, delusion never dies | |
here' s the story: anyone can fall at any time at all. | |
We' re born to be fools in life. | |
I was the king of the mountain, | |
I had everything that money couldn' t buy: | |
at the summit of ambition I was ready for the sky. | |
I viewed the world from this, my citadel... | |
oh, how I fell. | |
Silent and sleeping, the volcano, | |
so I thought that I stood square upon my feet. | |
I ignored the warning tremors in my hubris, I repeat | |
I never saw you coming, Jezebel... | |
oh, how I fell. | |
As I look back now on the tears I was to cry | |
I am holding on to the vestiges of pride, | |
I am holding on, but I will never be the one to tell | |
how far I fell. | |
Here' s the old man and his notsochildlike bride | |
here' s the humbling of us all, delusion never dies | |
here' s the story: anyone can fall at any time at all. | |
We' re born to be fools in life. | |
A fool and his money are soon parted | |
and there' s nothing like an old fool, so they say: | |
once the plastic had been melted quickly you were on your way, | |
leaving me drowning in the wishingwell | |
oh, how I fell. | |
You' ll never know how deep you cut me, | |
although anyone can see the state I' m in. | |
So I pay the price of such unoriginal sin... | |
but I will never bring myself to tell | |
how far I fell. |
zuò cí : Hammill | |
Here' s the old man and his notsochildlike bride | |
here' s the humbling of us all, delusion never dies | |
here' s the story: anyone can fall at any time at all. | |
We' re born to be fools in life. | |
I was the king of the mountain, | |
I had everything that money couldn' t buy: | |
at the summit of ambition I was ready for the sky. | |
I viewed the world from this, my citadel... | |
oh, how I fell. | |
Silent and sleeping, the volcano, | |
so I thought that I stood square upon my feet. | |
I ignored the warning tremors in my hubris, I repeat | |
I never saw you coming, Jezebel... | |
oh, how I fell. | |
As I look back now on the tears I was to cry | |
I am holding on to the vestiges of pride, | |
I am holding on, but I will never be the one to tell | |
how far I fell. | |
Here' s the old man and his notsochildlike bride | |
here' s the humbling of us all, delusion never dies | |
here' s the story: anyone can fall at any time at all. | |
We' re born to be fools in life. | |
A fool and his money are soon parted | |
and there' s nothing like an old fool, so they say: | |
once the plastic had been melted quickly you were on your way, | |
leaving me drowning in the wishingwell | |
oh, how I fell. | |
You' ll never know how deep you cut me, | |
although anyone can see the state I' m in. | |
So I pay the price of such unoriginal sin... | |
but I will never bring myself to tell | |
how far I fell. |