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Seven Stones

Genesis 1970-1975专辑

  • 作词 : Banks, Collins, Gabriel ...
    I heard the old man tell his tale
    Tinker, alone within a storm
    And losing hope he clears the leaves beneath a tree
    Seven stones, lay on the ground
    Within the seventh house a friend was found
    And the changes of no consequence
    Will pick up the reins from nowhere
    Sailors, in peril on the sea
    Amongst the waves a rock looms nearer not yet seen
    The seagull flying by
    The captain turns the boat and he asks not why
    And the changes of no consequence
    Will pick up the reins from nowhere, nowhere
    Despair that tires the world
    Brings the old man laughter
    The laughter of the world only grieves him, believe him
    The old man's guide is chance
    I heard the old man tell his tale
    Farmer, who knows not when to sow
    Consults the old man clutching money in his hand
    With a shrug the old man smiled
    Took the money, left the farmer wild
    And the changes of no consequence
    Will pick up the reins from nowhere, nowhere
    Despair that tires the world
    Brings the old man laughter
    The laughter of the world only grieves him, believe him
    The old man's guide is chance
  • 作词 : Banks, Collins, Gabriel ...
    I heard the old man tell his tale
    Tinker, alone within a storm
    And losing hope he clears the leaves beneath a tree
    Seven stones, lay on the ground
    Within the seventh house a friend was found
    And the changes of no consequence
    Will pick up the reins from nowhere
    Sailors, in peril on the sea
    Amongst the waves a rock looms nearer not yet seen
    The seagull flying by
    The captain turns the boat and he asks not why
    And the changes of no consequence
    Will pick up the reins from nowhere, nowhere
    Despair that tires the world
    Brings the old man laughter
    The laughter of the world only grieves him, believe him
    The old man's guide is chance
    I heard the old man tell his tale
    Farmer, who knows not when to sow
    Consults the old man clutching money in his hand
    With a shrug the old man smiled
    Took the money, left the farmer wild
    And the changes of no consequence
    Will pick up the reins from nowhere, nowhere
    Despair that tires the world
    Brings the old man laughter
    The laughter of the world only grieves him, believe him
    The old man's guide is chance