所属专辑:Indian Summer (Live)
歌手: Al Stewart
时长: 04:31
On The Border (游走边缘) (Live 1981) - Al Stewart (阿尔·史蒂伍德)[00:00:00]
Written by:Al Stewart[00:00:02]
The fishing boats go out across the evening water[00:01:32]
Smuggling guns and arms across the Spanish border[00:01:37]
The wind whips up the waves so loud[00:01:41]
The ghost moon sails among the clouds[00:01:44]
And turns the rifles into silver on the border[00:01:46]
On my wall the colors of the maps are running[00:01:58]
From Africa the winds they talk of changes coming[00:02:03]
The torches flare up in the night[00:02:08]
The hand that sets the farms alight[00:02:10]
Has spread the word to those who're waiting on the border[00:02:12]
In the village where I grew up[00:02:20]
Nothing seems the same[00:02:22]
Still you never see the change from day to day[00:02:24]
No one notices the customs slip away[00:02:29]
Late last night the rain was knocking on my window[00:02:46]
I moved across the darkened room and in the lamp glow[00:02:51]
I thought I saw down in the street[00:02:56]
The spirit of the century[00:02:58]
Telling us that we're all standing on the border[00:03:01]
In the islands where I grew up[00:03:08]
Nothing seems the same[00:03:10]
It's the patterns just remain an empty shell[00:03:12]
But there's a strangeness in the air you feel too well[00:03:17]
The fishing boats go out across the evening water[00:03:34]
Smuggling guns and arms across the Spanish border[00:03:39]
The wind whips up the waves so loud[00:03:44]
The ghost moon sails among the clouds[00:03:46]
And turns the rifles into silver on the border[00:03:48]
On the border[00:03:56]
On the border[00:04:00]
On the border[00:04:05]