所属专辑:Out of the Tunnel’s Mouth
歌手: Steve Hackett
时长: 06:12
I feel like I've been the finest fool[00:00:28]
Hanging on by my fingertips[00:00:36]
The ground gives way beneath my feet[00:00:42]
A black cloud descends[00:00:49]
I lose my grip[00:00:52]
Buried in the mud[00:00:56]
Lying here with no relief[00:01:03]
The world I've known in paper thin[00:01:36]
Torn in shreds my finest hour[00:01:44]
A drowning man still battling[00:01:50]
One breath rattle gathering[00:01:58]
Dust is dust clean me now[00:02:04]
All my strings are gutted[00:02:11]
Turn it down[00:02:15]
In the paralytic nursery of bygone fears[00:03:26]
My old adversary reappears[00:03:33]
Still confronted by the many faces of Eve[00:03:40]
No matter how I try to heal this injury[00:03:47]
Still the trophies line up on the wall[00:03:53]
Pride that comes before a fall[00:04:09]