Civilians

	作词 : Henry
	The carriage horses stamp and fume
	Until all color's gone
	They leave the street in black and white
	And bring the evening coming on
	Lovers tug their way out of gloves
	Out of shoes, and gray chiffon
	The driver pulls his blanket high
	And pretends to look beyond
	Oh, pray for you, pray for me
	Sing it like a song
	Life is short but, by the grace of God
	This night is long
	Girls crowd into bathroom stalls
	The boys smoke in their cars
	The general, he's in civilian clothes
	Standing at the bar
	He waves at the deaf flower lady
	"Come sit by me, sweetheart"
	He draws a napkin battle plan
	Says, "this is where we start"
	Oh pray for you, pray for me
	Sing it like a song
	Life is sort but, by the grace of God
	This night is long
	There are no more hummingbirds
	Like there used to be
	They're fat and slow and careless now
	They've turned blue and mean
	And the parrots sound like monkeys
	Screaming from the trees
	As the decent people
	Fumble for their keys
	We used to spend the night in town
	Down by city hall
	And the water works of Irish Beach
	Just below the falls
	We'd walk down to the Park Hotel
	Past the Baptist Veteran's Mall
	Back then, a man in uniform
	Might mean anything at all
	Oh, pray for you, pray for me
	Sing it like a song
	Life is short but, by the grace or cruel heart of God
	The night is long

	zuò cí : Henry
	The carriage horses stamp and fume
	Until all color' s gone
	They leave the street in black and white
	And bring the evening coming on
	Lovers tug their way out of gloves
	Out of shoes, and gray chiffon
	The driver pulls his blanket high
	And pretends to look beyond
	Oh, pray for you, pray for me
	Sing it like a song
	Life is short but, by the grace of God
	This night is long
	Girls crowd into bathroom stalls
	The boys smoke in their cars
	The general, he' s in civilian clothes
	Standing at the bar
	He waves at the deaf flower lady
	" Come sit by me, sweetheart"
	He draws a napkin battle plan
	Says, " this is where we start"
	Oh pray for you, pray for me
	Sing it like a song
	Life is sort but, by the grace of God
	This night is long
	There are no more hummingbirds
	Like there used to be
	They' re fat and slow and careless now
	They' ve turned blue and mean
	And the parrots sound like monkeys
	Screaming from the trees
	As the decent people
	Fumble for their keys
	We used to spend the night in town
	Down by city hall
	And the water works of Irish Beach
	Just below the falls
	We' d walk down to the Park Hotel
	Past the Baptist Veteran' s Mall
	Back then, a man in uniform
	Might mean anything at all
	Oh, pray for you, pray for me
	Sing it like a song
	Life is short but, by the grace or cruel heart of God
	The night is long