Wild Eyed Boy From Freecloud Lyrics

Song	Wild Eyed Boy From Freecloud
Artist	David Bowie
Album	Ziggy Stardust: The Motion Picture
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	作词 : Bowie
	Solemn faced
	The village settles down
	Undetected by the stars
	And the hangman plays the mandolin before he goes to sleep
	And the last thing on his mind
	Is the wild eyed boy imprisoned
	'Neath the covered wooden shaft
	Folds the rope into its bag
	Blows his pipe of smoulders
	Blankets smoke into the room
	And the day will end for some
	As the night begins for one
	Staring through the message in his eyes
	Lies a solitary son
	From the mountain called Freecloud
	Where the eagle dare not fly
	And the patience in his sigh
	Gives no indication
	For the townsmen to decide
	So the village Dreadful yawns
	Pronouncing gross diversion
	As the label for the dog
	Oh it's the madness in his eyes
	As he breaks the night to cry:
	It's really me
	Really you
	And really me
	It's so hard for us to really be
	Really you
	And really me
	You'll lose me though I'm always really free
	And the mountain moved its eyes
	To the world of realise
	Where the snow had saved a place
	For the wild eyed boy from Freecloud
	And the village Dreadful cried
	As the rope began to rise
	For the smile stayed on the face
	Of the wide-eyed boy from Freecloud
	And the women once proud
	Clutched the heart of the crowd
	As the boulders smashed down from the mountain's hand
	And the magic in the stare
	Of the wild eyed boy said
	Stop, Freecloud
	They won't think to cut me down
	But the cottages fell
	Like a playing card hell
	And the tears on the face of the wise boy
	Came tumbling down
	To the rumbling ground
	And the missionary mystic of peace/love
	Stumbled back to cry among the clouds
	Kicking back the pebbles
	From the Freecloud mountain track

	zuo ci : Bowie
	Solemn faced
	The village settles down
	Undetected by the stars
	And the hangman plays the mandolin before he goes to sleep
	And the last thing on his mind
	Is the wild eyed boy imprisoned
	' Neath the covered wooden shaft
	Folds the rope into its bag
	Blows his pipe of smoulders
	Blankets smoke into the room
	And the day will end for some
	As the night begins for one
	Staring through the message in his eyes
	Lies a solitary son
	From the mountain called Freecloud
	Where the eagle dare not fly
	And the patience in his sigh
	Gives no indication
	For the townsmen to decide
	So the village Dreadful yawns
	Pronouncing gross diversion
	As the label for the dog
	Oh it' s the madness in his eyes
	As he breaks the night to cry:
	It' s really me
	Really you
	And really me
	It' s so hard for us to really be
	Really you
	And really me
	You' ll lose me though I' m always really free
	And the mountain moved its eyes
	To the world of realise
	Where the snow had saved a place
	For the wild eyed boy from Freecloud
	And the village Dreadful cried
	As the rope began to rise
	For the smile stayed on the face
	Of the wideeyed boy from Freecloud
	And the women once proud
	Clutched the heart of the crowd
	As the boulders smashed down from the mountain' s hand
	And the magic in the stare
	Of the wild eyed boy said
	Stop, Freecloud
	They won' t think to cut me down
	But the cottages fell
	Like a playing card hell
	And the tears on the face of the wise boy
	Came tumbling down
	To the rumbling ground
	And the missionary mystic of peace love
	Stumbled back to cry among the clouds
	Kicking back the pebbles
	From the Freecloud mountain track

	zuò cí : Bowie
	Solemn faced
	The village settles down
	Undetected by the stars
	And the hangman plays the mandolin before he goes to sleep
	And the last thing on his mind
	Is the wild eyed boy imprisoned
	' Neath the covered wooden shaft
	Folds the rope into its bag
	Blows his pipe of smoulders
	Blankets smoke into the room
	And the day will end for some
	As the night begins for one
	Staring through the message in his eyes
	Lies a solitary son
	From the mountain called Freecloud
	Where the eagle dare not fly
	And the patience in his sigh
	Gives no indication
	For the townsmen to decide
	So the village Dreadful yawns
	Pronouncing gross diversion
	As the label for the dog
	Oh it' s the madness in his eyes
	As he breaks the night to cry:
	It' s really me
	Really you
	And really me
	It' s so hard for us to really be
	Really you
	And really me
	You' ll lose me though I' m always really free
	And the mountain moved its eyes
	To the world of realise
	Where the snow had saved a place
	For the wild eyed boy from Freecloud
	And the village Dreadful cried
	As the rope began to rise
	For the smile stayed on the face
	Of the wideeyed boy from Freecloud
	And the women once proud
	Clutched the heart of the crowd
	As the boulders smashed down from the mountain' s hand
	And the magic in the stare
	Of the wild eyed boy said
	Stop, Freecloud
	They won' t think to cut me down
	But the cottages fell
	Like a playing card hell
	And the tears on the face of the wise boy
	Came tumbling down
	To the rumbling ground
	And the missionary mystic of peace love
	Stumbled back to cry among the clouds
	Kicking back the pebbles
	From the Freecloud mountain track

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