作词buffalotom

作词 : Buffalo TomSixty-eight at twenty-one The girl has risen with the sun It's a white paint morning now that the fog is gone It's a bright, dumbfounded dawn She lays down out on the lawn And the new day wakes and turns to confront the clock And down, t . . . 阅读详情

作词: Buffalo TomIn the sad blue light, in the deepest shadeMargaret Mary saddles, all our love awayThe shallow moonlight sips her milky eyesAnd underneath the ground, the mother sends the childAnd the rain buries the lonely nightAnd the rain buries the l . . . 阅读详情

作词: Buffalo TomGone, advice from a side roadAnd a dying breath and yellow oakBig tall weeds and leaves of goldNow;a wasted clock hollowAnd I'm not the drowning man you thinkThough I flail my arms,I refuse to sinkAll I ever wanted was to seeScottish wind . . . 阅读详情