A Light on a Hill

[00:00.00]	作曲 : Edwards
[00:27.57]	That's no way to live
[00:32.66]	all tangled up like balls of string.
[00:39.75]	And we woke at dawn
[00:44.56]	and watched the sun glide over the hill.
[01:03.16]	I just said the first
[01:08.11]	three words that popped into my head.
[01:14.93]	Let me off the bus;
[01:19.67]	I'm tired and sore and should probably change clothes.
[01:27.80]	And the circuits are blown,
[01:30.29]	my woman is cold,
[01:33.32]	our children are stoned and worthless.
[01:38.88]	All waiting for you to tell them the truth.
[01:45.17]	The truth is a line, that you'll never use.
[02:13.40]	And her dignity
[02:18.14]	shown so bright like a light on a hill.
[02:24.35]	And she burned for me,
[02:29.61]	and no other man came near the flame.
[02:36.80]	And back country songs the defeaning twang of the rich-white-kid blues
[02:48.17]	You can own the stage,
[02:53.31]	but the lights and glares will not make you real.
[03:00.94]	She whispers to me, I was meant to be free.
[03:07.12]	This life that we've built is deadly.
[03:12.55]	She crawls from my bed, with a comb cross her head.
[03:19.10]	She crawls to the train and drives herself home

[00:00.00]	zuò qǔ : Edwards
[00:27.57]	That' s no way to live
[00:32.66]	all tangled up like balls of string.
[00:39.75]	And we woke at dawn
[00:44.56]	and watched the sun glide over the hill.
[01:03.16]	I just said the first
[01:08.11]	three words that popped into my head.
[01:14.93]	Let me off the bus
[01:19.67]	I' m tired and sore and should probably change clothes.
[01:27.80]	And the circuits are blown,
[01:30.29]	my woman is cold,
[01:33.32]	our children are stoned and worthless.
[01:38.88]	All waiting for you to tell them the truth.
[01:45.17]	The truth is a line, that you' ll never use.
[02:13.40]	And her dignity
[02:18.14]	shown so bright like a light on a hill.
[02:24.35]	And she burned for me,
[02:29.61]	and no other man came near the flame.
[02:36.80]	And back country songs the defeaning twang of the richwhitekid blues
[02:48.17]	You can own the stage,
[02:53.31]	but the lights and glares will not make you real.
[03:00.94]	She whispers to me, I was meant to be free.
[03:07.12]	This life that we' ve built is deadly.
[03:12.55]	She crawls from my bed, with a comb cross her head.
[03:19.10]	She crawls to the train and drives herself home