[00:00.000] 作词 : Tamas Wells
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Tamas Wells
[00:08.33]We met as we planned under the stands
[00:11.91]We were in line and an elderly man
[00:15.33]Was wiping his eyes with all the surprise
[00:18.88]That came with a call, known otherwise
[00:22.40]As apx pleton's way of letting him out
[00:25.90]Of colourful words paraded in shouts.
[00:29.85]I never heard the end of the cry.
[00:33.33][01:01.48][01:21.58][02:10.10][02:16.16]
[00:36.60]Wavering we decided to be
[00:40.00]Lighter with beds and Vitamin C
[00:43.58]And a torch for the dark at Debony park
[00:47.15]Taking the road I knew by the art.
[00:50.58]It was a day for terrible things
[00:54.17]Creeping around and over the sinks
[00:57.74]All the weight, and matters of mine.
[01:07.16]There's sculptures of rusting iron
[01:10.24]rods laid all the same in lines on the ground.
[01:56.05][02:11.93][02:18.81]The wisdom of age, you can tell by the way
[01:59.50]The unions are taught to gather their plagues
[02:03.01]And wait til' the time when Pharaoh's alone
[02:06.31]To ask for the man, with nothing to show.