作词 : Alasdair MacLean 作曲 : The Clientele/Alasdair MacLean There's a place that we can go at the end of a long, slow day Street lamps fuse the rising night, I feel so far away When you came in late from the garden, I couldn't turn my eyes And I was dead Outside in the crowded places, ships are sailing through the wood Impossible Leaving in the space between the Bovis homes, the railway heath Impossible I can see my freedom but I need a little time Your hair wet and your arms full You were dead, you were alive Looking in the heart of light, looking into the silence From those nights so frigid They seemed hardly real Through the last light on the plain Roland to the dark tower came Impossible Impossible
[00:00.000] 作词 : Alasdair MacLean [00:01.000] 作曲 : The Clientele/Alasdair MacLean [00:38.27]There's a place that we can go at the end of a long, slow day [00:45.89]Street lamps fuse the rising night, I feel so far away [00:55.41]When you came in late from the garden, I couldn't turn my eyes [01:01.89]And I was dead [01:23.39]Outside in the crowded places, ships are sailing through the wood [01:31.78]Impossible [01:40.95]Leaving in the space between the Bovis homes, the railway heath [01:49.97]Impossible [02:27.87]I can see my freedom but I need a little time [02:35.66]Your hair wet and your arms full [02:41.79]You were dead, you were alive [02:45.98]Looking in the heart of light, looking into the silence [02:55.39]From those nights so frigid [03:16.89]They seemed hardly real [03:25.68]Through the last light on the plain [03:34.09]Roland to the dark tower came [04:10.32]Impossible [04:18.54]Impossible
