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  • 作曲 : Pete Townshend
    I'm playing my guitar while my sister bangs the jar
    The glass sets up a sound like people laughing
    It's going to my brain and it's easing all my pain
    I must hear this sound again 'cause time is passing
    Mmm
    I'm walking by the sea and the shingle sings for me
    The crabs are swimming down among the starfish
    The rocks all clatter down and the seagulls fly around
    But the whole trip rubs it in that time is passing, passing
    Find it, I got to hear it all again
    My heart has heard the sound of harmony
    Blind to it, as my tears fall again
    It's only by the music I'll be free
    There's something in the whisper of the trees
    Millions hear it, still they can't believe
    There are echoes of it splashing in the waves
    As an empire of dead men leave their graves
    Don't listen to people talk, don't listen to 'em selling souls
    Don't listen to me or words from men above
    Don't hear it in your needs and don't hear it in your greeds
    Just hear it in the sound of time a-passing
    Find it, I got to hear it all again
    My heart has heard the sound of harmony
    Blind to it, as my tears fall again
    It's only by the music I'll be free
  • 作曲 : Pete Townshend
    I'm playing my guitar while my sister bangs the jar
    The glass sets up a sound like people laughing
    It's going to my brain and it's easing all my pain
    I must hear this sound again 'cause time is passing
    Mmm
    I'm walking by the sea and the shingle sings for me
    The crabs are swimming down among the starfish
    The rocks all clatter down and the seagulls fly around
    But the whole trip rubs it in that time is passing, passing
    Find it, I got to hear it all again
    My heart has heard the sound of harmony
    Blind to it, as my tears fall again
    It's only by the music I'll be free
    There's something in the whisper of the trees
    Millions hear it, still they can't believe
    There are echoes of it splashing in the waves
    As an empire of dead men leave their graves
    Don't listen to people talk, don't listen to 'em selling souls
    Don't listen to me or words from men above
    Don't hear it in your needs and don't hear it in your greeds
    Just hear it in the sound of time a-passing
    Find it, I got to hear it all again
    My heart has heard the sound of harmony
    Blind to it, as my tears fall again
    It's only by the music I'll be free