| Song | Different Germany |
| Artist | Ian Anderson |
| Album | Walk Into Light |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Anderson, Vettese | |
| The lights are down in Germany | |
| and Germany is closed to me | |
| different somehow this time. | |
| The airport's still, cold corridors | |
| ring empty beats through hollow feet | |
| that I find to be mine. | |
| Different Germany. | |
| History repeats somehow. | |
| Different Germany. | |
| Afraid to know you now. | |
| And past my eyes with leathered gaze | |
| stare clean-cut boys all dressed as men | |
| in sharpened uniform. | |
| Who turned the clock? (Moved on or back) | |
| and what dark chill is gathering still | |
| before the storm. | |
| Out in the street a tableau double-glazed | |
| with laughing girls whose fastened smiles | |
| are clearly not meant for me. | |
| Your request matches 1 albums and 10 songs. |
| zuo ci : Anderson, Vettese | |
| The lights are down in Germany | |
| and Germany is closed to me | |
| different somehow this time. | |
| The airport' s still, cold corridors | |
| ring empty beats through hollow feet | |
| that I find to be mine. | |
| Different Germany. | |
| History repeats somehow. | |
| Different Germany. | |
| Afraid to know you now. | |
| And past my eyes with leathered gaze | |
| stare cleancut boys all dressed as men | |
| in sharpened uniform. | |
| Who turned the clock? Moved on or back | |
| and what dark chill is gathering still | |
| before the storm. | |
| Out in the street a tableau doubleglazed | |
| with laughing girls whose fastened smiles | |
| are clearly not meant for me. | |
| Your request matches 1 albums and 10 songs. |
| zuò cí : Anderson, Vettese | |
| The lights are down in Germany | |
| and Germany is closed to me | |
| different somehow this time. | |
| The airport' s still, cold corridors | |
| ring empty beats through hollow feet | |
| that I find to be mine. | |
| Different Germany. | |
| History repeats somehow. | |
| Different Germany. | |
| Afraid to know you now. | |
| And past my eyes with leathered gaze | |
| stare cleancut boys all dressed as men | |
| in sharpened uniform. | |
| Who turned the clock? Moved on or back | |
| and what dark chill is gathering still | |
| before the storm. | |
| Out in the street a tableau doubleglazed | |
| with laughing girls whose fastened smiles | |
| are clearly not meant for me. | |
| Your request matches 1 albums and 10 songs. |