[02:01.41] Now...in this faraway land
[02:07.74] Strange...that the palms of my hands
[02:08.64] Should be damp with expectancy
[02:11.19] Spring...and the air's turning mild
[03:37.41] City lights...and the glimpse of a child
[03:42.63] Of the alleyway infantry
[03:43.68] Friends...do they know what i mean
[03:53.61] Rain...and the gathering green
[03:57.12] Of an afternoon out-of-town
[04:09.72] But lord i had to go
[04:13.50] My trail was laid too slow behind me
[04:15.63] To face the call of fame
[04:22.17] Or make a drunkard's name for me
[04:26.85] Though now this other life
[04:29.31] Has brought a different understanding
[04:34.59] And from these endless days
[04:36.63] Shall come a broader sympathy
[04:43.53] And though i count the hours
[04:46.14] To be alone's no injury...
[04:54.87] My home...was a place near the sand
[04:55.53] Cliffs...and a military band
[05:01.41] Blew and air of normality

Now...in this faraway land
Strange...that the palms of my hands
Should be damp with expectancy
Spring...and the air's turning mild
City lights...and the glimpse of a child
Of the alleyway infantry
Friends...do they know what i mean
Rain...and the gathering green
Of an afternoon out-of-town
But lord i had to go
My trail was laid too slow behind me
To face the call of fame
Or make a drunkard's name for me
Though now this other life
Has brought a different understanding
And from these endless days
Shall come a broader sympathy
And though i count the hours
To be alone's no injury...
My home...was a place near the sand
Cliffs...and a military band
Blew and air of normality