Текст песни




When your weary tale is too cold to tell
And every stranger's glance turns you away
When the mask you wear is a worn-out shell
And your guidin' lights refuse to say
When the pages of your secret book
Are torn and stained
Oh, my child, oh, my child
Close your eyes and pray for rain
Now the better angels have fled the field
And the people sway to a devil's song
Of a bitter seeds, they've come to fruit
And common mercy deserts the throng
The eyes and the hands of the city on the hill
Are hard as stone
Oh, my friends, oh, my friends
Close your eyes, you're not alone
Who needs to know when the knowin' is easy?
Oh, you can go, but goin' is gone
Who's gonna hold you when you're alone
And travelin' on?
Every face you keep in your tender heart
They must make their way in the heedless wind
And although you've worked all of your life
There is nothin' you can keep, you can only begin
But I'll be just around the curve of the river and the road
Where they reach the sea
Oh, my love, oh, my love
Close your eyes and reach for me
Close your eyes and reach for me
Close your eyes and reach for me



Авторы: Peter Vincent Mulvey


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