Song | Shingle Song |
Artist | Peter Hammill |
Album | Veracious |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Hammill | |
You can see in the last light that's graced as dawn | |
that there's nothing in my heart but pain | |
as I stand, facing sea, knowing that you're gone… | |
all the elements rage to explain | |
that I should really be on my way | |
but there is something | |
which ensures I must stay. | |
Beneath the roar of the seething surf, | |
beneath the caterwaul of scattered call wind | |
thoughts and gestures unspoken, unheard | |
and now the dance of rapture begins | |
as the waves rush along across the beach – | |
like you, like your love | |
forever out of reach. | |
Look at the sky, but it's empty now; | |
look at the sea, it holds nothing but despair. | |
I raise my eyes, but my head stays bowed… | |
I look to my side, but you're not there. | |
And I can't get you out of my mind, | |
no, no, no, no, I just can't get you from my mind. |
zuo ci : Hammill | |
You can see in the last light that' s graced as dawn | |
that there' s nothing in my heart but pain | |
as I stand, facing sea, knowing that you' re gone | |
all the elements rage to explain | |
that I should really be on my way | |
but there is something | |
which ensures I must stay. | |
Beneath the roar of the seething surf, | |
beneath the caterwaul of scattered call wind | |
thoughts and gestures unspoken, unheard | |
and now the dance of rapture begins | |
as the waves rush along across the beach | |
like you, like your love | |
forever out of reach. | |
Look at the sky, but it' s empty now | |
look at the sea, it holds nothing but despair. | |
I raise my eyes, but my head stays bowed | |
I look to my side, but you' re not there. | |
And I can' t get you out of my mind, | |
no, no, no, no, I just can' t get you from my mind. |
zuò cí : Hammill | |
You can see in the last light that' s graced as dawn | |
that there' s nothing in my heart but pain | |
as I stand, facing sea, knowing that you' re gone | |
all the elements rage to explain | |
that I should really be on my way | |
but there is something | |
which ensures I must stay. | |
Beneath the roar of the seething surf, | |
beneath the caterwaul of scattered call wind | |
thoughts and gestures unspoken, unheard | |
and now the dance of rapture begins | |
as the waves rush along across the beach | |
like you, like your love | |
forever out of reach. | |
Look at the sky, but it' s empty now | |
look at the sea, it holds nothing but despair. | |
I raise my eyes, but my head stays bowed | |
I look to my side, but you' re not there. | |
And I can' t get you out of my mind, | |
no, no, no, no, I just can' t get you from my mind. |