Pagan Streams Lyrics

	作词 : Morrison
	And we walked the pagan streams
	And searched for white horses on surrounding hills
	We lived where dusk had meaning
	And repaired to quiet sleep, where noise abated
	In touch with the silence
	On Honey Street, on Honey Street
	What happened to a sense of wonder
	On yonder hillside, getting dim
	Why didn't they leave us, alone
	Why couldn't we just be ourselves
	We could dream, and keep bees
	And live on Honey Street
	And we walked the pagan streams
	In meditation and contemplation
	And we didn't need anybody, or anything
	Then, no concepts, being free
	And I wanna climb that hillside again, with you
	One more time
	As the great, great, great, great, great, great, great
	Being watches over
	And we repair, repair, repair, shhh, repair, shhh, we repair
	To Honey Street, to Honey Street.

	zuo ci : Morrison
	And we walked the pagan streams
	And searched for white horses on surrounding hills
	We lived where dusk had meaning
	And repaired to quiet sleep, where noise abated
	In touch with the silence
	On Honey Street, on Honey Street
	What happened to a sense of wonder
	On yonder hillside, getting dim
	Why didn' t they leave us, alone
	Why couldn' t we just be ourselves
	We could dream, and keep bees
	And live on Honey Street
	And we walked the pagan streams
	In meditation and contemplation
	And we didn' t need anybody, or anything
	Then, no concepts, being free
	And I wanna climb that hillside again, with you
	One more time
	As the great, great, great, great, great, great, great
	Being watches over
	And we repair, repair, repair, shhh, repair, shhh, we repair
	To Honey Street, to Honey Street.

	zuò cí : Morrison
	And we walked the pagan streams
	And searched for white horses on surrounding hills
	We lived where dusk had meaning
	And repaired to quiet sleep, where noise abated
	In touch with the silence
	On Honey Street, on Honey Street
	What happened to a sense of wonder
	On yonder hillside, getting dim
	Why didn' t they leave us, alone
	Why couldn' t we just be ourselves
	We could dream, and keep bees
	And live on Honey Street
	And we walked the pagan streams
	In meditation and contemplation
	And we didn' t need anybody, or anything
	Then, no concepts, being free
	And I wanna climb that hillside again, with you
	One more time
	As the great, great, great, great, great, great, great
	Being watches over
	And we repair, repair, repair, shhh, repair, shhh, we repair
	To Honey Street, to Honey Street.

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