[00:00.00] 作词 : Cross, Fripp, Palmer-James
[01:59.30]Now in this faraway land
[02:05.49]Strange that the palms of my hands
[02:10.59]Should be damp with expectancy
[03:30.80]Spring, and the air's turning mild
[03:36.91]City lights and the glimpse of a child
[03:42.15]Of the alleyway infantry
[03:49.92]Friends – do they know what I mean?
[03:56.16]Rain and the gathering green
[04:01.56]Of an afternoon out of town
[04:10.26]But lord I had to go
[04:13.29]The trail was laid too slow behind me
[04:19.18]To face the call of fame
[04:21.91]Or make a drunkard's name for me
[04:27.05]But now this better life
[04:29.12]Has brought a different understanding
[04:34.55]And from these endless days
[04:37.02]Shall come a broader sympathy
[04:43.27]And though I count the hours
[04:46.71]To be alone's no injury
[04:51.00]My home was a place by the sand
[04:58.91]Cliffs and a military band
[05:04.00]Blew an air of normality,oh..

作词 : Cross, Fripp, Palmer-James
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
The trail was laid too slow behind me
To face the call of fame
Or make a drunkard's name for me
But now this better 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 by the sand
Cliffs and a military band
Blew an air of normality,oh..