King Crimson Peace-A Beginning歌词

Instrumental 专辑:In the Wake of Poseidon 歌手:King Crimson 歌曲:Peace - A Theme

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Cadence and cascade Kept a man named jade; Cool in the shade While his audience played. Purred, whispered, "spend us too: We only serve for you". Sliding mystified On the wine of the tide Stared pale-eyed As his veil fell aside. Sad paper courte

Epitaph 死亡墓铭 [歌词] The wall on which the prophets wrote Is cracking at the seams. Upon the instruments of death The sunlight brightly gleams. When every man is torn apart With nightmares and with dreams, Will no one lay the laurel wreath When silence

Pan American nightmare Ten thousand feet funfair Convinced that I don't care It's safe as houses I swear I was just sitting musing The virtues of cruising When altitude dropping My ears started popping One more red nightmare Sweat beginning to pour d

Peace is a word Of the sea and the wind. Peace is a bird who sings As you smile. Peace is the love Of a foe as a friend; Peace is the love you bring To a child Searching for me You look everywhere, Except beside you. Searching for you You look everyw

The rusted chains of prison moons Are shattered by the sun. I walk a road, horizons change The tournament's begun. The purple piper plays his tune, The choir softly sing; Three lullabies in an ancient tongue, For the court of the crimson king. The ke

Said the straight man to the late man Where have you been I've been here and I've been there and I've been in between. I talk to the wind My words are all carried away I talk to the wind The wind does not hear The wind cannot hear. I'm on the outside

Cat's foot iron claw Neuro-surgeons scream for more At paranoia's poison door. Twenty first century schizoid man. Blood rack barbed wire Polititians' funeral pyre Innocents raped with napalm fire Twenty first century schizoid man. Death seed blind ma

I need to feel your heartbeat heartbeat So close, feels like mine All mine I need to feel your heartbeat heartbeat So close it feels like mine All mine... I remember the feeling My hands in your hair Hands in your hair I remember the feeling Of the r