Song | Bones in the Sky |
Artist | Dan Fogelberg |
Album | The Wild Places |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Fogelberg | |
Up through the branches | |
The stars shine above on the arroyos and mesas you loved | |
And as the moon rises, the black mountain mourns | |
For the old friend he'll look on no more | |
Jacks-in-the-Pulpit, bones in the sky | |
Long winding rivers that never ran dry | |
And the secrets she gathered from the wild blowing sands | |
Breathed in her heart and her hands | |
I sing to your spirit where all my dreams dwell | |
The vision--the freedom, the life lived so well | |
And I sing in your canyons and the echoes ring clear | |
And I wish somehow you may still hear |
zuo ci : Fogelberg | |
Up through the branches | |
The stars shine above on the arroyos and mesas you loved | |
And as the moon rises, the black mountain mourns | |
For the old friend he' ll look on no more | |
JacksinthePulpit, bones in the sky | |
Long winding rivers that never ran dry | |
And the secrets she gathered from the wild blowing sands | |
Breathed in her heart and her hands | |
I sing to your spirit where all my dreams dwell | |
The visionthe freedom, the life lived so well | |
And I sing in your canyons and the echoes ring clear | |
And I wish somehow you may still hear |
zuò cí : Fogelberg | |
Up through the branches | |
The stars shine above on the arroyos and mesas you loved | |
And as the moon rises, the black mountain mourns | |
For the old friend he' ll look on no more | |
JacksinthePulpit, bones in the sky | |
Long winding rivers that never ran dry | |
And the secrets she gathered from the wild blowing sands | |
Breathed in her heart and her hands | |
I sing to your spirit where all my dreams dwell | |
The visionthe freedom, the life lived so well | |
And I sing in your canyons and the echoes ring clear | |
And I wish somehow you may still hear |