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๐Ÿ‘ค King Crimson โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Larks' Tongues In Aspic โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 7:42
๐ŸŽต 665 characters
โฑ๏ธ 7:42 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 879163

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Now in this far away 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
Though now this better life
Has brought a different understanding
And from 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

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[02:23.64] Now in this far away land
[02:29.76] Strange that the palms of my hands
[02:34.62] Should be damp with expectancy
[02:38.07]
[03:51.06] Spring, and the air's turning mild
[03:57.58] City lights and the glimpse of a child
[04:02.66] Of the alleyway infantry
[04:05.74]
[04:10.05] Friends, do they know what I mean?
[04:16.24] Rain and the gathering green
[04:21.14] Of an afternoon out of town
[04:25.17]
[04:29.21] But Lord I had to go
[04:32.39] The trail was laid too slow behind me
[04:38.44] To face the call of fame
[04:41.89] Or make a drunkard's name for me
[04:47.83] Though now this better life
[04:51.38] Has brought a different understanding
[04:57.51] And from these endless days
[05:01.16] Shall come a broader sympathy
[05:04.30]
[05:07.36] And though I count the hours
[05:10.96] To be alone's no injury
[05:15.42] My home was a place by the sand
[05:23.05] Cliffs and a military band
[05:28.23] Blew an air of normality
[05:29.32]

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