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Heathaze
(专辑: Duke - 1980)
No cloud, a
sleepy calm, Sunbaked earth that's cooled by gentle breeze, And trees with rustling leaves, Only endless days without a
care, Nothing must be done. Silent as a
day can be, Far-off sounds of others on their chosen run As they do all those things they feel give life some meaning, Even if they're dull. It's time to stop this dreaming, must rejoin the
real world As revealed by orange lights and a
smoky atmosphere. The
trees and I
are shaken by the
same wind but whereas The
trees will lose their withered leaves, I
just can't seem to let them loose. And they can't refresh me those hot winds of the
south. Oh I
feel like an alien, a
stranger in an alien place. Now the
light is fading fast, Chances slip away, a
time will come to pass When there'll be none, Then addicted to a
perfumed poison, Betrayed by its aftertaste, Oh we shall lose the
wonder and find nothing in return. Many are the
substitutes but they're powerless on their own. Beware the
fisherman who's casting out his line Into a
dried up river bed, But don't try to tell him 'cos he won't believe you. Throw some bread to the
ducks instead, it's easier that way. I
feel like an alien, a
stranger in an alien place. The
trees and I
are shaken by the
same wind but whereas The
trees will lose their withered leaves, I
just can't seem to let them loose. And they can't refresh me those hot winds of the
south. I
feel like an alien, a
stranger in an alien place.
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