Zen Archer

	作曲 : Rundgren
	Pretty bird with feathers falling
	Pretty as a lady calling
	For her pink and midnight lover
	As she stares into the water
	And a yellow moon is rising
	And there can't be no disguising
	That the pretty bird is dying
	With a silver arrow lying at its side
	Rivers of blood,
	Oceans of tears,
	Life without death,
	And death without reason
	To the whole united nations,
	To your greatest expectations
	To the moment that you realize
	As a dark figure slips from out of the shadow
	Pretty bird closes its eyes, pretty bird dies
	Another pretty thing dead on the end of the shaft
	Of the zen archer
	A man in parts forgotten
	With an outlook that is rotten
	And an attitude to match it
	Finds relief inside a hatchet
	And he halved someone in boulder
	Justifiability is in the hands of the beholder
	And you just don't know what people will do next
	Mountains of pain,
	Valleys of love,
	Death without life,
	And life without meaning
	To the promise kept and broken
	To the love that's never spoken
	Just as surely as i'm in your ears
	A dark figure slips from out of the shadow

	zuò qǔ : Rundgren
	Pretty bird with feathers falling
	Pretty as a lady calling
	For her pink and midnight lover
	As she stares into the water
	And a yellow moon is rising
	And there can' t be no disguising
	That the pretty bird is dying
	With a silver arrow lying at its side
	Rivers of blood,
	Oceans of tears,
	Life without death,
	And death without reason
	To the whole united nations,
	To your greatest expectations
	To the moment that you realize
	As a dark figure slips from out of the shadow
	Pretty bird closes its eyes, pretty bird dies
	Another pretty thing dead on the end of the shaft
	Of the zen archer
	A man in parts forgotten
	With an outlook that is rotten
	And an attitude to match it
	Finds relief inside a hatchet
	And he halved someone in boulder
	Justifiability is in the hands of the beholder
	And you just don' t know what people will do next
	Mountains of pain,
	Valleys of love,
	Death without life,
	And life without meaning
	To the promise kept and broken
	To the love that' s never spoken
	Just as surely as i' m in your ears
	A dark figure slips from out of the shadow