[00:00.00] 作曲 : David Cross/Robert Fripp[02:22.68]Now...in this faraway land[02:29.13]Strange...that the palms of my hands[02:33.80]Should be damp with expectancy[03:50.21]Spring...and the air's turning mild[03:56.56]City lights...and the glimpse of a child[04:01.78]Of the alleyway infantry[04:08.98]Friends...do they know what i mean?[04:15.34]Rain...and the gathering green[04:20.37]Of an afternoon out-of-town[04:28.83]But lord i had to go[04:31.88]My trail was laid too slow behind me[04:37.81]To face the call of fame[04:40.73]Or make a drunkard's name for me[04:47.02]But now this better life[04:50.69]Has brought a different understanding[04:56.87]And through these endless days[05:00.42]Shall come a broader sympathy[05:06.51]And though i count the hours[05:09.96]To be alone's no injury...[05:14.62]My home...was a place by the sand[05:22.40]Cliffs...and a military band[05:27.48]Blew an air of normality