《Closed Hand， Full Of Friends(Live)》歌词

[00:00:00] Closed Hand, Full Of Friends (Live) - Foy Vance

[00:00:05] Written by：Foy Vance

[00:00:37] The scenery's changing and it warms my soul

[00:00:45] I'm 200 miles down and a long way yet to go

[00:00:51] So get your boots on and your walking cool

[00:00:59] And we'll together leave our footprints upon a virgin snow

[00:01:06] That ancient sunrise will soon descend

[00:01:14] And we'll be left here pondering on the things which you can't change

[00:01:21] So let's start over with no means to an end

[00:01:29] Just in love and out of hope and a closed hand full of friends

[00:01:38] Yeah well living was alright but I was dead in the water

[00:01:42] Couldn't see it in its light I couldn't kneel in its altar

[00:01:46] All I wanted was to tear it right down to the ground

[00:01:51] But I'm feeling alright now yeah I'm feeling alright

[00:02:04] Every morning when the coffee's on

[00:02:12] And I rediscover that color in your eyes in its gold and it's bronze

[00:02:19] And in the moonlight go get the camera just go

[00:02:26] With the recitations of the parish poets popping on our scrolls

[00:02:36] Yeah well I was alright but I was dead in the water

[00:02:40] Could see its light I couldn't kneel in its altar

[00:02:44] All I wanted was a turn right down to the promising

[00:02:49] Through this fleeting culture

[00:02:51] And hide away from wolves and the vultures

[00:02:55] All they wanted was to tear me right down to the ground

[00:03:00] Oh I'm feeling alright I am now yeah I'm feeling alright

[00:03:07] I'm feeling alright

[00:03:17] In the recitations of the parish poets

[00:03:21] In the buildings in the burrows in the locked boats

[00:03:25] I will find my means to an end

[00:03:28] With an open heart in hold and a closed hand full of friends

[00:03:32] In the recitations of the parish poets

[00:03:36] In the buildings in the burrows in the locate boats

[00:03:39] I will find my means to an end

[00:03:43] With an open heart in hold and a closed hand full of friends

[00:03:46] In the recitations of the parish poets

[00:03:50] In the buildings in the burrows in the locked boats

[00:03:54] I will find my means to an end

[00:03:57] With an open heart in hold and a closed hand full of friends

[00:04:06] Ah yeah