Exiles (Live at the Concertbebouw, Amsterdam, Nov. 23, 1973)
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โฑ๏ธ 6:36 duration
๐ ID: 722467
๐ Lyrics
Now in this faraway land
Strange that the palms of my hands
Should be damp with expectancy
Spring, and the air's turning mild
City lights and the glimpse of a child
Of the alleyway infantry
Friends, do they know what I mean?
Rain and the gathering green
Of an afternoon out of town
But, Lord, I had to go
The trail was laid too slow behind me
To face the call of fame
Or make a drunkard's name for me
But now this better life
Has brought a different understanding
And through these endless days
Shall come a broader sympathy
And though I count the hours
To be alone's no injury
My home was a place by the sand
Cliffs and a military band
Blew an air of normality
Strange that the palms of my hands
Should be damp with expectancy
Spring, and the air's turning mild
City lights and the glimpse of a child
Of the alleyway infantry
Friends, do they know what I mean?
Rain and the gathering green
Of an afternoon out of town
But, Lord, I had to go
The trail was laid too slow behind me
To face the call of fame
Or make a drunkard's name for me
But now this better life
Has brought a different understanding
And through these endless days
Shall come a broader sympathy
And though I count the hours
To be alone's no injury
My home was a place by the sand
Cliffs and a military band
Blew an air of normality
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[01:29.78] Now in this faraway land
[01:35.97] Strange that the palms of my hands
[01:40.95] Should be damp with expectancy
[01:44.24]
[02:49.09] Spring, and the air's turning mild
[02:55.23] City lights and the glimpse of a child
[03:00.37] Of the alleyway infantry
[03:07.56] Friends, do they know what I mean?
[03:13.75] Rain and the gathering green
[03:18.43] Of an afternoon out of town
[03:22.04]
[03:26.35] But, Lord, I had to go
[03:29.24] The trail was laid too slow behind me
[03:34.40] To face the call of fame
[03:36.96] Or make a drunkard's name for me
[03:41.97] But now this better life
[03:45.01] Has brought a different understanding
[03:49.78] And through these endless days
[03:52.35] Shall come a broader sympathy
[03:57.51] And though I count the hours
[04:00.73] To be alone's no injury
[04:05.01] My home was a place by the sand
[04:12.87] Cliffs and a military band
[04:17.99] Blew an air of normality
[04:20.49]
[01:35.97] Strange that the palms of my hands
[01:40.95] Should be damp with expectancy
[01:44.24]
[02:49.09] Spring, and the air's turning mild
[02:55.23] City lights and the glimpse of a child
[03:00.37] Of the alleyway infantry
[03:07.56] Friends, do they know what I mean?
[03:13.75] Rain and the gathering green
[03:18.43] Of an afternoon out of town
[03:22.04]
[03:26.35] But, Lord, I had to go
[03:29.24] The trail was laid too slow behind me
[03:34.40] To face the call of fame
[03:36.96] Or make a drunkard's name for me
[03:41.97] But now this better life
[03:45.01] Has brought a different understanding
[03:49.78] And through these endless days
[03:52.35] Shall come a broader sympathy
[03:57.51] And though I count the hours
[04:00.73] To be alone's no injury
[04:05.01] My home was a place by the sand
[04:12.87] Cliffs and a military band
[04:17.99] Blew an air of normality
[04:20.49]