[00:00.00] 作曲 : Kurt Wagner[00:20.01]All the leaves have turned to leather[00:23.09]I have lost faith in the spring[00:30.75]Withered like a dark balloon[00:33.47]Oh I hear no robin sing[00:41.05]Ushered with the shower still[00:43.57]Oh the rain falls off the leaves[00:51.09]And a rim of shady light[00:53.43]It forms these patterns on my hands[01:00.06]I can see your ring[01:03.12]Is it camouflaged or etched[01:07.22]Tell the king[01:09.22]To me this errand sent[01:12.20]To call such a hole[01:14.75]In the kingdom of the Lord[01:17.68]That we are afraid[01:21.49]Where there is no fear[01:34.22]Oh he fell into a slumber[01:36.82]And did not wake until the dawn[01:44.61]To see a band of orange clouds[01:47.35]Cross the middle of the sky[01:54.82]Oh he got into a fluster[01:57.65]He felt a tightening in his leg[02:04.90]With such finesse he waived a hornet[02:08.23]From a wine glass[02:14.47]And tiny fluffs of the feathered life[02:20.64]And you wander forth with your insolence and wine[02:26.39]To your fruitless mourn to them that cannot hear[02:32.37]And what the **** am I doing here[02:49.02]In the ghettos of Chicago[02:51.62]Amid the poverty and despair[02:58.92]Inside the game hens[03:00.54]Were the giblets in a plastic bag[03:10.03]A cocktail which consisted[03:12.09]Of his gin and her vermouth[03:19.76]Garnished together with the pearl onions[03:29.33]Dying eyes gleamed forth their ashy light[03:35.39]Tiny fluffs of the feathered life[03:41.14]And you wander forth with your insolence and wine[03:46.82]To your fruitless mourn to them that cannot hear