Turning and turning within the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer
Things fall apart, the center cannot hold
And a blood dimmed tide is loosed upon the world
Nothing is sacred, the ceremony sinks
Innocence is drowned in anarchy
The best lack conviction
Given some time to think
And the worst are full
Of passion without mercy
Surely some revelation is at hand
Surely it's the second coming
And the wrath has finally taken form
For what is this rough beast
It's hour come at last
Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born
Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born
Oh oh yeah
To be born, oh oh oh yeah
Vast are the shadows that straddle and strafe
And struggle in the darkness troubling my eyes
Shaped like a lion, it has the head of a man
With a gaze as blank and pitiless as the sun
And it's moving its slow
Thighs across the desert sands
Through dark indignant, reeling falcons
Surely some revelation is at hand
Surely it's the second coming
And the wrath has finally taken form
For what is this rough beast
It's hour come at last
Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born
Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born
Oh oh yeah
To be born, hey Bethlehem, shape of a lion
Raging and raging, it rises from the deep
Vexed to a nightmare, out of a stony sleep
By a rocking cradle, by the sea of Galilee
Surely some revelation is at hand
Surely it's the second coming
And the wrath has finally taken form
For what is this rough beast
It's hour come at last
Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born
Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born
Oh oh yeah
To be born, hey Bethlehem
Shape of a lion, oh oh
Just the shape of a lion, oh oh
Hey Bethlehem, shape of a lion
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:26.61]Turning and turning within the widening gyre
[00:34.17]
[00:36.16]The falcon cannot hear the falconer
[00:40.29]
[00:43.17]Things fall apart, the center cannot hold
[00:50.73]
[00:51.92]And a blood dimmed tide is loosed upon the world
[00:57.17]
[00:59.42]Nothing is sacred, the ceremony sinks
[01:09.48]
[01:12.49]Innocence is drowned in anarchy
[01:16.92]
[01:18.80]The best lack conviction
[01:20.55]
[01:24.99]Given some time to think
[01:26.92]
[01:28.55]And the worst are full
[01:30.17]Of passion without mercy
[01:32.05]
[01:38.61]Surely some revelation is at hand
[01:41.42]
[01:44.11]Surely it's the second coming
[01:46.05]And the wrath has finally taken form
[01:48.49]
[01:49.67]For what is this rough beast
[01:51.43]
[01:52.43]It's hour come at last
[01:54.17]
[01:57.99]Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born
[02:01.36]
[02:03.55]Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born
[02:07.11]
[02:11.43]Oh oh yeah
[02:17.01]To be born, oh oh oh yeah
[02:38.61]
[02:45.49]
[02:48.05]Vast are the shadows that straddle and strafe
[02:55.62]
[02:56.36]And struggle in the darkness troubling my eyes
[03:02.24]
[03:07.49]Shaped like a lion, it has the head of a man
[03:14.93]
[03:16.93]With a gaze as blank and pitiless as the sun
[03:21.55]
[03:24.05]And it's moving its slow
[03:26.18]
[03:27.56]Thighs across the desert sands
[03:31.24]
[03:33.68]Through dark indignant, reeling falcons
[03:39.06]
[03:43.62]Surely some revelation is at hand
[03:47.31]
[03:49.18]Surely it's the second coming
[03:51.12]And the wrath has finally taken form
[03:53.24]
[03:54.49]For what is this rough beast
[03:56.43]
[03:57.43]It's hour come at last
[03:59.25]
[04:02.99]Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born
[04:06.50]
[04:08.56]Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born
[04:11.87]
[04:16.30]Oh oh yeah
[04:20.00]
[04:21.87]To be born, hey Bethlehem, shape of a lion
[04:31.82]
[04:36.43]Raging and raging, it rises from the deep
[04:43.44]
[04:50.31]
[04:53.19]Vexed to a nightmare, out of a stony sleep
[05:00.19]
[05:02.50]By a rocking cradle, by the sea of Galilee
[05:06.63]
[05:12.50]Surely some revelation is at hand
[05:16.44]
[05:18.19]Surely it's the second coming
[05:20.25]And the wrath has finally taken form
[05:22.44]
[05:23.56]For what is this rough beast
[05:25.69]It's hour come at last
[05:28.19]
[05:30.44]Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born
[05:35.07]
[05:37.44]Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born
[05:40.19]
[05:45.44]Oh oh yeah
[05:49.32]
[05:50.75]To be born, hey Bethlehem
[05:59.12]
[05:59.86]Shape of a lion, oh oh
[06:11.20]Just the shape of a lion, oh oh
[06:17.20]
[06:17.95]Hey Bethlehem, shape of a lion
Turning and turning within the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer
Things fall apart, the center cannot hold
And a blood dimmed tide is loosed upon the world
Nothing is sacred, the ceremony sinks
Innocence is drowned in anarchy
The best lack conviction
Given some time to think
And the worst are full
Of passion without mercy
Surely some revelation is at hand
Surely it's the second coming
And the wrath has finally taken form
For what is this rough beast
It's hour come at last
Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born
Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born
Oh oh yeah
To be born, oh oh oh yeah
Vast are the shadows that straddle and strafe
And struggle in the darkness troubling my eyes
Shaped like a lion, it has the head of a man
With a gaze as blank and pitiless as the sun
And it's moving its slow
Thighs across the desert sands
Through dark indignant, reeling falcons
Surely some revelation is at hand
Surely it's the second coming
And the wrath has finally taken form
For what is this rough beast
It's hour come at last
Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born
Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born
Oh oh yeah
To be born, hey Bethlehem, shape of a lion
Raging and raging, it rises from the deep
Vexed to a nightmare, out of a stony sleep
By a rocking cradle, by the sea of Galilee
Surely some revelation is at hand
Surely it's the second coming
And the wrath has finally taken form
For what is this rough beast
It's hour come at last
Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born
Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born
Oh oh yeah
To be born, hey Bethlehem
Shape of a lion, oh oh
Just the shape of a lion, oh oh
Hey Bethlehem, shape of a lion
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:26.61]Turning and turning within the widening gyre
[00:34.17]
[00:36.16]The falcon cannot hear the falconer
[00:40.29]
[00:43.17]Things fall apart, the center cannot hold
[00:50.73]
[00:51.92]And a blood dimmed tide is loosed upon the world
[00:57.17]
[00:59.42]Nothing is sacred, the ceremony sinks
[01:09.48]
[01:12.49]Innocence is drowned in anarchy
[01:16.92]
[01:18.80]The best lack conviction
[01:20.55]
[01:24.99]Given some time to think
[01:26.92]
[01:28.55]And the worst are full
[01:30.17]Of passion without mercy
[01:32.05]
[01:38.61]Surely some revelation is at hand
[01:41.42]
[01:44.11]Surely it's the second coming
[01:46.05]And the wrath has finally taken form
[01:48.49]
[01:49.67]For what is this rough beast
[01:51.43]
[01:52.43]It's hour come at last
[01:54.17]
[01:57.99]Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born
[02:01.36]
[02:03.55]Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born
[02:07.11]
[02:11.43]Oh oh yeah
[02:17.01]To be born, oh oh oh yeah
[02:38.61]
[02:45.49]
[02:48.05]Vast are the shadows that straddle and strafe
[02:55.62]
[02:56.36]And struggle in the darkness troubling my eyes
[03:02.24]
[03:07.49]Shaped like a lion, it has the head of a man
[03:14.93]
[03:16.93]With a gaze as blank and pitiless as the sun
[03:21.55]
[03:24.05]And it's moving its slow
[03:26.18]
[03:27.56]Thighs across the desert sands
[03:31.24]
[03:33.68]Through dark indignant, reeling falcons
[03:39.06]
[03:43.62]Surely some revelation is at hand
[03:47.31]
[03:49.18]Surely it's the second coming
[03:51.12]And the wrath has finally taken form
[03:53.24]
[03:54.49]For what is this rough beast
[03:56.43]
[03:57.43]It's hour come at last
[03:59.25]
[04:02.99]Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born
[04:06.50]
[04:08.56]Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born
[04:11.87]
[04:16.30]Oh oh yeah
[04:20.00]
[04:21.87]To be born, hey Bethlehem, shape of a lion
[04:31.82]
[04:36.43]Raging and raging, it rises from the deep
[04:43.44]
[04:50.31]
[04:53.19]Vexed to a nightmare, out of a stony sleep
[05:00.19]
[05:02.50]By a rocking cradle, by the sea of Galilee
[05:06.63]
[05:12.50]Surely some revelation is at hand
[05:16.44]
[05:18.19]Surely it's the second coming
[05:20.25]And the wrath has finally taken form
[05:22.44]
[05:23.56]For what is this rough beast
[05:25.69]It's hour come at last
[05:28.19]
[05:30.44]Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born
[05:35.07]
[05:37.44]Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born
[05:40.19]
[05:45.44]Oh oh yeah
[05:49.32]
[05:50.75]To be born, hey Bethlehem
[05:59.12]
[05:59.86]Shape of a lion, oh oh
[06:11.20]Just the shape of a lion, oh oh
[06:17.20]
[06:17.95]Hey Bethlehem, shape of a lion
Sisotowbell lane
Noah is fixing the pump in the rain
He brings us no shame
We always knew that he always knew
Up over the hill
Jovial neighbors come...
I've got a blue motel room
I've got the blues inside and outside my head
Will you still love me
When I call you up when I'm down
Here in Savannah it's...
The last time I saw Richard was Detroit in '68
And he told me, "All romantics meet the same fate someday
Cynical and drunk and boring someone in some ...
Now why you wanna go and do that?
And do that? Huh
Now why you wanna go and do that?
Love huh
Now why you wanna go and do that?
And do that?
Don't it ...
Written By
Joni Mitchell
Up in a sterilized room
Where they let you be lazy
Knowing your attitude's all wrong
And you got to change
And that's not ea...
I was driving across the burning desert
Leaving six white vapor trails across the bleak terrain
It was the hexagram of the heavens
It was the strings ...
Magdalene is trembling
Like a washing on a line
Trembling and gleaming
Never before was a man so kind
Never so redeeming
Enter the multitudes
In Exxon...
I almost closed the door
Tonight the shadows had their say
Their sad notions of the way
Things really are
Damn these blues
They'd turn my heart agains...