所属专辑:Classic Masters
歌手: Gordon Lightfoot
时长: 02:47
Down the hall their voices ring their feet are on the run [00:00:11]
Phantoms on the winter sky together they do come [00:00:16]
Faded lips and eyes of blue they're carried in the wind [00:00:22]
Their laughter filled the countryside [00:00:27]
But they'll not laugh again [00:00:28]
All the games are ended now their voices have been stilled [00:00:39]
Their fathers built the tools of war [00:00:44]
By which they all were killed [00:00:46]
Their fathers made the uniforms [00:00:49]
Showing which side they were on [00:00:51]
And the young boys were the middle men [00:00:54]
For the guns to prey upon [00:00:56]
You've seen the fires in the night [00:01:06]
Watched the devil as he smiles [00:01:08]
You've heard a mother's mournful cry [00:01:12]
As she searches for her child [00:01:14]
You've seen the lines of refugees the faces of despair [00:01:17]
And wondered at the wise men [00:01:22]
Who never seem to care [00:01:24]
Goodbye you lost children god speed you on your way [00:01:34]
Your little beds are empty now your toys are put away [00:01:39]
Your mother sings a lullaby as she gazes at the floor [00:01:45]
Your father builds more weapons [00:01:50]
And marches out once more [00:01:52]
Down the hall their voices ring their feet are on the run [00:02:04]
Phantoms on the winter sky together they do come [00:02:09]
Faded lips and eyes of blue they're carried in the wind [00:02:15]
Their laughter filled the countryside [00:02:19]
But they'll not laugh again [00:02:22]