| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Galahad/Stuart Nicholson |
| [00:16.44] | It's getting late in the evening |
| [00:18.60] | And the party is almost over |
| [00:19.86] | A quarter to three, we are alcohol free |
| [00:27.99] | And the music's faded away |
| [00:32.61] | It's just you and me sinking further into the sofa |
| [00:40.26] | Everybody's gone to say hello to the moon |
| [00:46.74] | Drifting together into the realms |
| [00:49.62] | Of another dimension |
| [00:53.94] | Where nothing is ever |
| [00:56.01] | Quite as it appears to be |
| [00:58.50] | Always the unexpected |
| [00:59.04] | Lurking, around every corner |
| [01:17.85] | Now it seems we are standing on the middleground |
| [01:20.55] | A no man's land, hearing unfamiliar sounds |
| [01:27.84] | My vulnerability, it's scaring me |
| [01:40.98] | I'm not so sure about this middleground |
| [01:42.75] | Everything is calm |
| [01:54.66] | The sounds have all disappeared |
| [02:00.30] | Get back on the tracks you know |
| [02:02.52] | There really is nothing to fear |
| [02:08.40] | As long as we stay on the path that leads to ecstasy |
| [02:15.69] | Comforting each other, and our minds will be free |
| [02:24.75] | And now it seems we're caught up in the middleground |
| [02:26.16] | A no man's land hearing unfamiliar sounds |
| [02:33.42] | My sensibility, it's deserting me |
| [02:54.36] | Not so sure about this middleground |
| [02:55.20] | Now I feel trapped in the middleground |
| [02:56.40] | It's plain to see, it's not easy |
| [03:08.49] | When you're caught in the middleground |
| [03:09.36] | Julius Caesar beware of the Ides |
| [03:15.39] | They are coming to get you |
| [03:24.18] | And the house on the hill, is feeling quite ill |
| [03:28.98] | Too many spirits you know! |
| [03:34.26] | Poor old Canute cannot hold back the sea |
| [03:41.13] | Keeps getting confused between reality and fantasy... |
| [04:16.95] | And now it seems we're leaving the middleground |
| [04:19.50] | Rising above the chaos on which we're staring down |
| [04:26.31] | Moving further into the distance |
| [04:37.65] | Now we're flying away from the middleground |
| [04:41.19] | Towards the morning and more familiar sounds |
| [05:05.28] | Not so keen on this great divide |
| [05:05.94] | Got to keep well clear of the middleground |
| [05:06.81] | It's quarter to nine and time to rise, again |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : Galahad Stuart Nicholson |
| [00:16.44] | It' s getting late in the evening |
| [00:18.60] | And the party is almost over |
| [00:19.86] | A quarter to three, we are alcohol free |
| [00:27.99] | And the music' s faded away |
| [00:32.61] | It' s just you and me sinking further into the sofa |
| [00:40.26] | Everybody' s gone to say hello to the moon |
| [00:46.74] | Drifting together into the realms |
| [00:49.62] | Of another dimension |
| [00:53.94] | Where nothing is ever |
| [00:56.01] | Quite as it appears to be |
| [00:58.50] | Always the unexpected |
| [00:59.04] | Lurking, around every corner |
| [01:17.85] | Now it seems we are standing on the middleground |
| [01:20.55] | A no man' s land, hearing unfamiliar sounds |
| [01:27.84] | My vulnerability, it' s scaring me |
| [01:40.98] | I' m not so sure about this middleground |
| [01:42.75] | Everything is calm |
| [01:54.66] | The sounds have all disappeared |
| [02:00.30] | Get back on the tracks you know |
| [02:02.52] | There really is nothing to fear |
| [02:08.40] | As long as we stay on the path that leads to ecstasy |
| [02:15.69] | Comforting each other, and our minds will be free |
| [02:24.75] | And now it seems we' re caught up in the middleground |
| [02:26.16] | A no man' s land hearing unfamiliar sounds |
| [02:33.42] | My sensibility, it' s deserting me |
| [02:54.36] | Not so sure about this middleground |
| [02:55.20] | Now I feel trapped in the middleground |
| [02:56.40] | It' s plain to see, it' s not easy |
| [03:08.49] | When you' re caught in the middleground |
| [03:09.36] | Julius Caesar beware of the Ides |
| [03:15.39] | They are coming to get you |
| [03:24.18] | And the house on the hill, is feeling quite ill |
| [03:28.98] | Too many spirits you know! |
| [03:34.26] | Poor old Canute cannot hold back the sea |
| [03:41.13] | Keeps getting confused between reality and fantasy... |
| [04:16.95] | And now it seems we' re leaving the middleground |
| [04:19.50] | Rising above the chaos on which we' re staring down |
| [04:26.31] | Moving further into the distance |
| [04:37.65] | Now we' re flying away from the middleground |
| [04:41.19] | Towards the morning and more familiar sounds |
| [05:05.28] | Not so keen on this great divide |
| [05:05.94] | Got to keep well clear of the middleground |
| [05:06.81] | It' s quarter to nine and time to rise, again |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Galahad Stuart Nicholson |
| [00:16.44] | It' s getting late in the evening |
| [00:18.60] | And the party is almost over |
| [00:19.86] | A quarter to three, we are alcohol free |
| [00:27.99] | And the music' s faded away |
| [00:32.61] | It' s just you and me sinking further into the sofa |
| [00:40.26] | Everybody' s gone to say hello to the moon |
| [00:46.74] | Drifting together into the realms |
| [00:49.62] | Of another dimension |
| [00:53.94] | Where nothing is ever |
| [00:56.01] | Quite as it appears to be |
| [00:58.50] | Always the unexpected |
| [00:59.04] | Lurking, around every corner |
| [01:17.85] | Now it seems we are standing on the middleground |
| [01:20.55] | A no man' s land, hearing unfamiliar sounds |
| [01:27.84] | My vulnerability, it' s scaring me |
| [01:40.98] | I' m not so sure about this middleground |
| [01:42.75] | Everything is calm |
| [01:54.66] | The sounds have all disappeared |
| [02:00.30] | Get back on the tracks you know |
| [02:02.52] | There really is nothing to fear |
| [02:08.40] | As long as we stay on the path that leads to ecstasy |
| [02:15.69] | Comforting each other, and our minds will be free |
| [02:24.75] | And now it seems we' re caught up in the middleground |
| [02:26.16] | A no man' s land hearing unfamiliar sounds |
| [02:33.42] | My sensibility, it' s deserting me |
| [02:54.36] | Not so sure about this middleground |
| [02:55.20] | Now I feel trapped in the middleground |
| [02:56.40] | It' s plain to see, it' s not easy |
| [03:08.49] | When you' re caught in the middleground |
| [03:09.36] | Julius Caesar beware of the Ides |
| [03:15.39] | They are coming to get you |
| [03:24.18] | And the house on the hill, is feeling quite ill |
| [03:28.98] | Too many spirits you know! |
| [03:34.26] | Poor old Canute cannot hold back the sea |
| [03:41.13] | Keeps getting confused between reality and fantasy... |
| [04:16.95] | And now it seems we' re leaving the middleground |
| [04:19.50] | Rising above the chaos on which we' re staring down |
| [04:26.31] | Moving further into the distance |
| [04:37.65] | Now we' re flying away from the middleground |
| [04:41.19] | Towards the morning and more familiar sounds |
| [05:05.28] | Not so keen on this great divide |
| [05:05.94] | Got to keep well clear of the middleground |
| [05:06.81] | It' s quarter to nine and time to rise, again |