Terminal Eyes - Al Stewart
歌曲信息
歌曲名：Terminal Eyes
歌手：Al Stewart
所属专辑：Past， Present and Future
发行时间：2018-11-02
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Terminal Eyes - Al Stewart 文本歌词
作词 : Stewart
Cut glass porcupine sailing on the
Serpentine
Fingers on the skyline pulling down the black blinds
Terminal eyes at the edge of the night
Rivulet of dark wine moving in a straight line
Sumdging out the stop signs, running down the life lines
Terminal eyes at the edge of the night
Shadows on the ceiling, coffee cup congealing
Tarot cards revealing, a solitary feeling
Terminal eyes, but
I think it's alright
Silver studded jet plane screaming through the migraine
Cutting through the cellophane, wrappers of your tired brain
Terminal eyes - put out the light
Terminal eyes
Only the lonely
Arabian skies
Terminal eyes
Calling you home from your restless disguise
Hands of the windmill moving to a standstill
Rain on the windowsill, ashes on the phone bill
Terminal eyes at the edge of the night
Rain drop fire flies sparkle on the shop blinds
Echoes of the summertime flicker in the street-signs
Terminal eyes at the edge of the night
Shadows on the ceiling, coffee cup congealing
Eyes that look unseeing, hands that look unfeeling
Terminal eyes,
I think it's alright
Silver-studded sea plane breaking through the migraine
Cutting through the cellophane, enveloping your tired brain
Terminal eyes, put out the light
Terminal eyes
Only the lonely
Arabian skies
Terminal eyes
Calling you home from your restless disguise
Terminal eyes
Only the lonely
Arabian skies
Terminal eyes
Calling you home from your restless disguise
Cut glass porcupine sailing on the
Serpentine
Fingers on the skyline pulling down the black blinds
Terminal eyes at the edge of the night
Rivulet of dark wine moving in a straight line
Sumdging out the stop signs, running down the life lines
Terminal eyes at the edge of the night
Shadows on the ceiling, coffee cup congealing
Tarot cards revealing, a solitary feeling
Terminal eyes, but
I think it's alright
Silver studded jet plane screaming through the migraine
Cutting through the cellophane, wrappers of your tired brain
Terminal eyes - put out the light
Terminal eyes
Only the lonely
Arabian skies
Terminal eyes
Calling you home from your restless disguise
Hands of the windmill moving to a standstill
Rain on the windowsill, ashes on the phone bill
Terminal eyes at the edge of the night
Rain drop fire flies sparkle on the shop blinds
Echoes of the summertime flicker in the street-signs
Terminal eyes at the edge of the night
Shadows on the ceiling, coffee cup congealing
Eyes that look unseeing, hands that look unfeeling
Terminal eyes,
I think it's alright
Silver-studded sea plane breaking through the migraine
Cutting through the cellophane, enveloping your tired brain
Terminal eyes, put out the light
Terminal eyes
Only the lonely
Arabian skies
Terminal eyes
Calling you home from your restless disguise
Terminal eyes
Only the lonely
Arabian skies
Terminal eyes
Calling you home from your restless disguise
Terminal Eyes - Al Stewart LRC歌词
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I can't understand She let go of my hand And left me here facing the wall I'd sure like to know Why did she go but then I can't get close to her at all Though w
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Rainstorm, brainstorm, faces in the maelstrom Huddle by the puddles in the shadows where the drains run Hot dogs, wet clogs clicking up the sidewalk Disappearin
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作词: Stewart I can well recall the first time I ever put to sea, It was on the old "Calcutta"in eighteen fifty-three. I was just a lad of fourteen years, a mid
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作词 : Stewart I'm leaving my home in Europe behind Heading out for a new state of mind New York town is calling to me Dollar an hour from the company Warren Ga
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作词: Stewart The morning is humming, it's a quarter past nine I should be working down in the vines But I'm lying here with a good friend of mine Watching the
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作词 : Stewart I was a post-war baby in a small Scots town I was three years old when we moved down south Hard times written in my mother's looks With her widow
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They crossed over the border the hour before dawn moving in lines through the day Most of our planes were destroyed on the ground where they lay Waiting for ord