Sixteen years
Sixteen banners united over the field
Where the good shepherd grieves
Fortune calls
I stepped forth from the shadows, to the marketplace
Merchants and thieves, hungry for power, my last deal gone down
She’s smelling sweet like the meadows where she was born
On midsummer’s eve, near the tower
The cold-blooded moon
The captain waits above the celebration
Sending his thoughts to a beloved maid
Whose ebony face is beyond communication
The captain is down but still believing that his love will be repaid
They shaved her head
She was torn between Jupiter and Apollo
A messenger arrived with a black nightingale
I seen her on the stairs and I couldn’t help but follow
Follow her down past the fountain where they lifted her veil
I stumbled to my feet
I rode past destruction in the ditches
With the stitches still mending ’neath a heart-shaped tattoo
Renegade priests and treacherous young witches
Were handing out the flowers that I’d given to you
The palace of mirrors
Where dog soldiers are reflected
The endless road and the wailing of chimes
The empty rooms where her memory is protected
She wakes him up
Forty-eight hours later, the sun is breaking
Near broken chains, mountain laurel and rolling rocks
She’s begging to know what measures he now will be taking
He’s pulling her down and she’s clutching on to his long golden locks
Gentlemen, he said
I don’t need your organization, I’ve shined your shoes
I’ve moved your mountains and marked your cards
But Eden is burning, either brace yourself for elimination
Or else your hearts must have the courage for the changing of the guards
Peace will come
But will bring us no reward when her false idols fall
And cruel death surrenders with its pale ghost retreating
Between the King and the Queen of Swords
end
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:09.05]Sixteen years
[00:12.15]Sixteen banners united over the field
[00:19.70]Where the good shepherd grieves
[00:33.27]
[00:42.40]Fortune calls
[00:46.35]I stepped forth from the shadows, to the marketplace
[00:51.51]Merchants and thieves, hungry for power, my last deal gone down
[00:59.84]She’s smelling sweet like the meadows where she was born
[01:07.02]On midsummer’s eve, near the tower
[01:11.09]
[01:30.00]The cold-blooded moon
[01:32.47]The captain waits above the celebration
[01:35.87]Sending his thoughts to a beloved maid
[01:40.54]Whose ebony face is beyond communication
[01:52.17]The captain is down but still believing that his love will be repaid
[01:59.36]
[02:00.15]They shaved her head
[02:09.81]She was torn between Jupiter and Apollo
[02:13.11]A messenger arrived with a black nightingale
[02:14.13]I seen her on the stairs and I couldn’t help but follow
[02:23.25]Follow her down past the fountain where they lifted her veil
[02:27.14]
[02:46.18]I stumbled to my feet
[02:49.83]I rode past destruction in the ditches
[02:55.53]With the stitches still mending ’neath a heart-shaped tattoo
[02:59.47]Renegade priests and treacherous young witches
[03:06.50]Were handing out the flowers that I’d given to you
[03:15.73]
[03:18.07]The palace of mirrors
[03:21.08]Where dog soldiers are reflected
[03:22.81]The endless road and the wailing of chimes
[03:29.80]The empty rooms where her memory is protected
[03:45.81]
[04:00.91]She wakes him up
[04:03.82]Forty-eight hours later, the sun is breaking
[04:06.66]Near broken chains, mountain laurel and rolling rocks
[04:15.45]She’s begging to know what measures he now will be taking
[04:23.88]He’s pulling her down and she’s clutching on to his long golden locks
[04:31.74]
[04:32.90]Gentlemen, he said
[04:35.55]I don’t need your organization, I’ve shined your shoes
[04:43.86]I’ve moved your mountains and marked your cards
[04:50.17]But Eden is burning, either brace yourself for elimination
[04:55.97]Or else your hearts must have the courage for the changing of the guards
[05:02.26]
[05:18.10]Peace will come
[05:30.68]But will bring us no reward when her false idols fall
[05:35.64]And cruel death surrenders with its pale ghost retreating
[05:48.21]Between the King and the Queen of Swords
[05:52.32]
[06:06.06]end
Sixteen years
Sixteen banners united over the field
Where the good shepherd grieves
Fortune calls
I stepped forth from the shadows, to the marketplace
Merchants and thieves, hungry for power, my last deal gone down
She’s smelling sweet like the meadows where she was born
On midsummer’s eve, near the tower
The cold-blooded moon
The captain waits above the celebration
Sending his thoughts to a beloved maid
Whose ebony face is beyond communication
The captain is down but still believing that his love will be repaid
They shaved her head
She was torn between Jupiter and Apollo
A messenger arrived with a black nightingale
I seen her on the stairs and I couldn’t help but follow
Follow her down past the fountain where they lifted her veil
I stumbled to my feet
I rode past destruction in the ditches
With the stitches still mending ’neath a heart-shaped tattoo
Renegade priests and treacherous young witches
Were handing out the flowers that I’d given to you
The palace of mirrors
Where dog soldiers are reflected
The endless road and the wailing of chimes
The empty rooms where her memory is protected
She wakes him up
Forty-eight hours later, the sun is breaking
Near broken chains, mountain laurel and rolling rocks
She’s begging to know what measures he now will be taking
He’s pulling her down and she’s clutching on to his long golden locks
Gentlemen, he said
I don’t need your organization, I’ve shined your shoes
I’ve moved your mountains and marked your cards
But Eden is burning, either brace yourself for elimination
Or else your hearts must have the courage for the changing of the guards
Peace will come
But will bring us no reward when her false idols fall
And cruel death surrenders with its pale ghost retreating
Between the King and the Queen of Swords
end
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:09.05]Sixteen years
[00:12.15]Sixteen banners united over the field
[00:19.70]Where the good shepherd grieves
[00:33.27]
[00:42.40]Fortune calls
[00:46.35]I stepped forth from the shadows, to the marketplace
[00:51.51]Merchants and thieves, hungry for power, my last deal gone down
[00:59.84]She’s smelling sweet like the meadows where she was born
[01:07.02]On midsummer’s eve, near the tower
[01:11.09]
[01:30.00]The cold-blooded moon
[01:32.47]The captain waits above the celebration
[01:35.87]Sending his thoughts to a beloved maid
[01:40.54]Whose ebony face is beyond communication
[01:52.17]The captain is down but still believing that his love will be repaid
[01:59.36]
[02:00.15]They shaved her head
[02:09.81]She was torn between Jupiter and Apollo
[02:13.11]A messenger arrived with a black nightingale
[02:14.13]I seen her on the stairs and I couldn’t help but follow
[02:23.25]Follow her down past the fountain where they lifted her veil
[02:27.14]
[02:46.18]I stumbled to my feet
[02:49.83]I rode past destruction in the ditches
[02:55.53]With the stitches still mending ’neath a heart-shaped tattoo
[02:59.47]Renegade priests and treacherous young witches
[03:06.50]Were handing out the flowers that I’d given to you
[03:15.73]
[03:18.07]The palace of mirrors
[03:21.08]Where dog soldiers are reflected
[03:22.81]The endless road and the wailing of chimes
[03:29.80]The empty rooms where her memory is protected
[03:45.81]
[04:00.91]She wakes him up
[04:03.82]Forty-eight hours later, the sun is breaking
[04:06.66]Near broken chains, mountain laurel and rolling rocks
[04:15.45]She’s begging to know what measures he now will be taking
[04:23.88]He’s pulling her down and she’s clutching on to his long golden locks
[04:31.74]
[04:32.90]Gentlemen, he said
[04:35.55]I don’t need your organization, I’ve shined your shoes
[04:43.86]I’ve moved your mountains and marked your cards
[04:50.17]But Eden is burning, either brace yourself for elimination
[04:55.97]Or else your hearts must have the courage for the changing of the guards
[05:02.26]
[05:18.10]Peace will come
[05:30.68]But will bring us no reward when her false idols fall
[05:35.64]And cruel death surrenders with its pale ghost retreating
[05:48.21]Between the King and the Queen of Swords
[05:52.32]
[06:06.06]end
Johnny's in the basement, mixing up the medicine
I'm on the pavement, thinking about the government
The man in the trench coat, badge out, laid off
Sa...
If you're travelin' in the north country fair,
where the winds hit heavy on the borderline,
remember me to one who lives there.
For she once was a tru...
Bob Dylan - Motorpsycho nitemare
I pounded on a farmhouse
Lookin' for a place to stay
I was mighty, mighty tired
I had come a long, long way
I said, "...
Once upon a time you dressed so fine
Threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
You thought they were all a-kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
...
Down the street the dogs are barking and the day is getting dark.
As the night comes in a-falling, all the dogs lose their bark,
And the silent night ...
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Blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud
I come in from the wilderness, a creature void of...
I plan it all and I take my place
You break your promise all over the place
You promised to love me, but what do I see
Odds and ends, odds and ends
Lo...
These are the words of a frontier man
Who lost his love when he turned back.
music
Take a message to Mary
But don't tell her where I am
Take a messag...