here she comes again my old friend emptiness faithfully by my side no dividing us its funny how she comes around like clockwork when i hit the ground
译文: 一生. 故人.
Here she comes again my old friend emptiness faithfully by my side no dividing us it's funny how she comes around like clockwork when i hit the ground
I know how to, to get by I'm livin' for the night I've drawn all the curtains in this old house To keep the sun out and off of my face Friends stop
room and whispered in my ear "Go on, my friend, do anything you choose" Now I'm payin' for those happy hours I spent there in her arms With a lifetime
Korean War I still don't know what for, don't matter anymore, don't matter You know old trees they just grow stronger Old rivers grow wilder every day Old
then, tell a friend Spaces and places you been, time travelin *echoes* Time travelin *echoes* Yo, I was a piano player in my last lifetime Now I write
you) I understand (I understand) I probably be just as crazy about you If you were my own man Maybe next lifetime (Maybe next lifetime) Possibly (Possibly) Until then old friend
are children/ babies are my friends /My heart is like a galaxy/ In my spirit flies/ I've helped this way a million times/ please don't ask me why/ The question of my lifetime
that the wind, when it blows It is older than Rome and all of this sorrow See the new pyramids, down in old Manhattan From the roof of a friend's, I
to 'Ro I gave up my last so somebody could have a start Then somebody got me locked behind bars What a way to show ya love back, homie you a friend
his baby brother sleep Through the back door and baseball All the kids are waiting outside Old days come and go too soon Old friends, heroes, lifetimes
A letter of acceptance, from an old forgotten friend A little piece of history, you thought you'd never see again Like the broken Plymouth and the boat
up to talk about all the little things that were in my mind You were a friend, you listened to all I dreamed of I wanted a real love, the good old
Twilight of your dreams hiding my sins Hall of dead knights Bringing the hymn to our army believe Devastation of the horizons From the old graves from
my life above the factory spill I looked down onto my life as the family disgrace Then all my friends on the starting line their wages off to chase Yes and all my friends
