作曲 : STEVEN ROTHERY/MARK KELLY/PETER TREWAVAS/STEVE HOGARTH | |
He's seen too much of life | |
And there's no going back | |
The loneliness calls him | |
And the edge which must be sharpened | |
He's losing it. And he knows. | |
But there's a fighter in his mind and his body's tough | |
The years have been unkind but kind enough | |
The smell of the earth | |
It's his favourite smell | |
But he's somehow compelled to the stinging salt hell | |
To the place where he hurts and he's scared | |
And there's no one to tell | |
And no one who doesn't listen | |
"You can take all the boys and the girls in the world | |
And I'll trade them this morning for my sweet Ocean Cloud | |
I've seen too much of life | |
So the sea is my wife and a sweet Ocean Cloud is a mistress I'm allowed | |
for now." | |
"You can take all the boys and the girls in the world | |
I wouldn't trade them this morning for my sweet Ocean Cloud | |
I've seen too much of life | |
So the sea is my wife and a sweet ocean cloud is a mistress I'm allowed | |
for now." | |
"Only me and the sea | |
We will do as we please." | |
He remembers the day he was marched to the front | |
By the physical knuckle head teacher of games | |
"Look lads" he declared, "This boy's a cream puff | |
No guts and no muscles | |
No spine and no stuffing" | |
The whole schoolroom sniggered | |
And silently thanked God it wasn't them.. | |
But time is revenge. All the bullies grow weak | |
And must live with faithless women who despise them | |
I'll be in Barbados in a couple of weeks | |
With a rum on the table and yarns by the yard | |
A story to tell and a story to save | |
..unless she changes her mind | |
I'll trade them this morning for my sweet Ocean Cloud | |
I've seen to much of life so the sea is my wife | |
And the sweet ocean clouds will look down on my boat tonight | |
The wind changed | |
I felt it run beneath my ear | |
Like silk drawn across my neck | |
A dream of your legs | |
Defying gravity in love | |
The medium wave | |
Brought signals here from far away | |
Your tender voice riding on the sea spray | |
Something in the air | |
For those who know the signs | |
Something in the air | |
A storm.. | |
When I was alive | |
When I was alive | |
Don't wanna remember | |
When I was alive | |
Watch me watch me | |
Paint this picture | |
Stretchin Hurtin Cursin | |
Watch me | |
Takin it Takin it Takin it Takin it.... | |
Watch me. Watch me. God above.. | |
Between two planets | |
In between the points of light | |
Between two distant shorelines | |
Here am I | |
Between two planets | |
In the black daylight of space | |
Between two heavenly bodies | |
The invisible man. | |
Ripping out the radio | |
I want to be alone | |
"You can take all the boys and the girls in the world | |
I wouldn't trade them this morning for my sweet Ocean Cloud | |
I've seen too much of life | |
So the sea is my wife and a sweet Ocean Cloud is a mistress I'm allowed | |
I've seen too much of life | |
So the sea is my wife | |
And the sweet ocean clouds will look down on my bones tonight.. |
zuo qu : STEVEN ROTHERY MARK KELLY PETER TREWAVAS STEVE HOGARTH | |
He' s seen too much of life | |
And there' s no going back | |
The loneliness calls him | |
And the edge which must be sharpened | |
He' s losing it. And he knows. | |
But there' s a fighter in his mind and his body' s tough | |
The years have been unkind but kind enough | |
The smell of the earth | |
It' s his favourite smell | |
But he' s somehow compelled to the stinging salt hell | |
To the place where he hurts and he' s scared | |
And there' s no one to tell | |
And no one who doesn' t listen | |
" You can take all the boys and the girls in the world | |
And I' ll trade them this morning for my sweet Ocean Cloud | |
I' ve seen too much of life | |
So the sea is my wife and a sweet Ocean Cloud is a mistress I' m allowed | |
for now." | |
" You can take all the boys and the girls in the world | |
I wouldn' t trade them this morning for my sweet Ocean Cloud | |
I' ve seen too much of life | |
So the sea is my wife and a sweet ocean cloud is a mistress I' m allowed | |
for now." | |
" Only me and the sea | |
We will do as we please." | |
He remembers the day he was marched to the front | |
By the physical knuckle head teacher of games | |
" Look lads" he declared, " This boy' s a cream puff | |
No guts and no muscles | |
No spine and no stuffing" | |
The whole schoolroom sniggered | |
And silently thanked God it wasn' t them.. | |
But time is revenge. All the bullies grow weak | |
And must live with faithless women who despise them | |
I' ll be in Barbados in a couple of weeks | |
With a rum on the table and yarns by the yard | |
A story to tell and a story to save | |
.. unless she changes her mind | |
I' ll trade them this morning for my sweet Ocean Cloud | |
I' ve seen to much of life so the sea is my wife | |
And the sweet ocean clouds will look down on my boat tonight | |
The wind changed | |
I felt it run beneath my ear | |
Like silk drawn across my neck | |
A dream of your legs | |
Defying gravity in love | |
The medium wave | |
Brought signals here from far away | |
Your tender voice riding on the sea spray | |
Something in the air | |
For those who know the signs | |
Something in the air | |
A storm.. | |
When I was alive | |
When I was alive | |
Don' t wanna remember | |
When I was alive | |
Watch me watch me | |
Paint this picture | |
Stretchin Hurtin Cursin | |
Watch me | |
Takin it Takin it Takin it Takin it.... | |
Watch me. Watch me. God above.. | |
Between two planets | |
In between the points of light | |
Between two distant shorelines | |
Here am I | |
Between two planets | |
In the black daylight of space | |
Between two heavenly bodies | |
The invisible man. | |
Ripping out the radio | |
I want to be alone | |
" You can take all the boys and the girls in the world | |
I wouldn' t trade them this morning for my sweet Ocean Cloud | |
I' ve seen too much of life | |
So the sea is my wife and a sweet Ocean Cloud is a mistress I' m allowed | |
I' ve seen too much of life | |
So the sea is my wife | |
And the sweet ocean clouds will look down on my bones tonight.. |
zuò qǔ : STEVEN ROTHERY MARK KELLY PETER TREWAVAS STEVE HOGARTH | |
He' s seen too much of life | |
And there' s no going back | |
The loneliness calls him | |
And the edge which must be sharpened | |
He' s losing it. And he knows. | |
But there' s a fighter in his mind and his body' s tough | |
The years have been unkind but kind enough | |
The smell of the earth | |
It' s his favourite smell | |
But he' s somehow compelled to the stinging salt hell | |
To the place where he hurts and he' s scared | |
And there' s no one to tell | |
And no one who doesn' t listen | |
" You can take all the boys and the girls in the world | |
And I' ll trade them this morning for my sweet Ocean Cloud | |
I' ve seen too much of life | |
So the sea is my wife and a sweet Ocean Cloud is a mistress I' m allowed | |
for now." | |
" You can take all the boys and the girls in the world | |
I wouldn' t trade them this morning for my sweet Ocean Cloud | |
I' ve seen too much of life | |
So the sea is my wife and a sweet ocean cloud is a mistress I' m allowed | |
for now." | |
" Only me and the sea | |
We will do as we please." | |
He remembers the day he was marched to the front | |
By the physical knuckle head teacher of games | |
" Look lads" he declared, " This boy' s a cream puff | |
No guts and no muscles | |
No spine and no stuffing" | |
The whole schoolroom sniggered | |
And silently thanked God it wasn' t them.. | |
But time is revenge. All the bullies grow weak | |
And must live with faithless women who despise them | |
I' ll be in Barbados in a couple of weeks | |
With a rum on the table and yarns by the yard | |
A story to tell and a story to save | |
.. unless she changes her mind | |
I' ll trade them this morning for my sweet Ocean Cloud | |
I' ve seen to much of life so the sea is my wife | |
And the sweet ocean clouds will look down on my boat tonight | |
The wind changed | |
I felt it run beneath my ear | |
Like silk drawn across my neck | |
A dream of your legs | |
Defying gravity in love | |
The medium wave | |
Brought signals here from far away | |
Your tender voice riding on the sea spray | |
Something in the air | |
For those who know the signs | |
Something in the air | |
A storm.. | |
When I was alive | |
When I was alive | |
Don' t wanna remember | |
When I was alive | |
Watch me watch me | |
Paint this picture | |
Stretchin Hurtin Cursin | |
Watch me | |
Takin it Takin it Takin it Takin it.... | |
Watch me. Watch me. God above.. | |
Between two planets | |
In between the points of light | |
Between two distant shorelines | |
Here am I | |
Between two planets | |
In the black daylight of space | |
Between two heavenly bodies | |
The invisible man. | |
Ripping out the radio | |
I want to be alone | |
" You can take all the boys and the girls in the world | |
I wouldn' t trade them this morning for my sweet Ocean Cloud | |
I' ve seen too much of life | |
So the sea is my wife and a sweet Ocean Cloud is a mistress I' m allowed | |
I' ve seen too much of life | |
So the sea is my wife | |
And the sweet ocean clouds will look down on my bones tonight.. |