Afro-Cuban Lullaby (Traditional， arr. Marshall) - Christopher Parkening

Cursed your captain and stow me below Hold me amongst all your cards Oh we were sea bound and aimless at best Clutching to the wheel and those charts But that s

August clown's a saint And I just figured out why I've been walking through the sand With just you on my mind And all that's left of the summer sky Is the momen

Pictures watch from the sidewalk past 照片在街边静静凝望 Poems go flying in the tracks 诗句随铁轨飘向远方 All we ever got left is a pile of things 我们仅剩的不

On a long road We are just trees Wave in the windstorm We are slow wheels We are potholes And it passes Just like lightning And it's over We remember nothing Bu

Train station 火车站 I know you all too well 我对你太过熟悉 Tainted in salutation 问候都沾染倦意 And I'm going back where I belong 我要回到属于我的地方 With the