In the sand, listening to the water's song,
While the silent sun dissolves us.
Take my hand, silent too we'll drift along,
'Til the Lotus Man absolves us.
And we'll whittle down the hours,
Throw away the days.
We'll ring our world with flowers
While the other world decays.
In the night, listening to the city sound
Of the people who ignore us,
We'll take flight with the stars ether-bound,
Only galaxies to bore us.
And we'll whittle down the hours,
Throw away the days.
We'll ring our world with flowers
While the other world decays.
In the dawn, listening to the distant drums,
And the distant cannon firing,
We'll be gone long before the battle comes,
Just the thought of war is tiring.
And we'll whittle down the hours,
Throw away the days.
We'll ring our world with flowers
While the other world decays.
While the silent sun dissolves us.
Take my hand, silent too we'll drift along,
'Til the Lotus Man absolves us.
And we'll whittle down the hours,
Throw away the days.
We'll ring our world with flowers
While the other world decays.
In the night, listening to the city sound
Of the people who ignore us,
We'll take flight with the stars ether-bound,
Only galaxies to bore us.
And we'll whittle down the hours,
Throw away the days.
We'll ring our world with flowers
While the other world decays.
In the dawn, listening to the distant drums,
And the distant cannon firing,
We'll be gone long before the battle comes,
Just the thought of war is tiring.
And we'll whittle down the hours,
Throw away the days.
We'll ring our world with flowers
While the other world decays.
Contributed by Bernart Bartleby - 2016/11/27 - 11:43
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Parole e musica di David Ackles
Nel suo album d'esordio, intitolato semplicemente “David Ackles”
Testo trovato su David Ackles Chords, un blog interamente dedicato al grande e misconosciuto cantautore e pianista originario di Rock Island, Illinois.
“All'alba, ascoltando i tamburi lontani, ed il cannone lontano che spara, noi ce ne saremo andati molto prima che la battagli arrivi. Già solo il pensiero delle guerra è faticoso. E noi trascorreremo le ore, getteremo via i giorni. Circonderemo il nostro mondo di fiori mentre l'altro mondo va in rovina.”