Misty Morning Way

	作曲 : McCusker
	I stood upon an island in Erebus middle land.
	And grasped at dancing shadows
	In a world so strangely grand.
	I saw a smiling gypsy play
	With grace and beauty fair
	I saw a falling dewdrop splash
	And sprinkle in her hair.
	Then turning to the waking day
	She smiled and danced with glee.
	Her grace looked on
	As beauty dawned
	And called to mystery.
	Now mystery
	Though hard to see
	Looked cold and strange to me.
	Sometimes inviting, sometimes exciting,
	But always wonderingly.
	And by his side the old man hides
	Much hidden from the day.
	His partners look,
	my bones he shook,
	Down misty morning way.
	Then I climbed upon an autumn leaf
	And sailed away to find.
	The glory of the silver seed
	A meaning of some kind.
	Over the sky of liberty
	And down the path of time.
	Through floating leaves of tranquility
	In shades of every kind.
	I rolled across the golden sea
	On waves of sleeping mist.
	Climbed past the stream of every change
	Within eternal bliss.
	Then came upon a garden God,
	It's paradise I thought.
	Wake up, wake up, for heaven's sake
	It's nearly nine o'clock

	zuò qǔ : McCusker
	I stood upon an island in Erebus middle land.
	And grasped at dancing shadows
	In a world so strangely grand.
	I saw a smiling gypsy play
	With grace and beauty fair
	I saw a falling dewdrop splash
	And sprinkle in her hair.
	Then turning to the waking day
	She smiled and danced with glee.
	Her grace looked on
	As beauty dawned
	And called to mystery.
	Now mystery
	Though hard to see
	Looked cold and strange to me.
	Sometimes inviting, sometimes exciting,
	But always wonderingly.
	And by his side the old man hides
	Much hidden from the day.
	His partners look,
	my bones he shook,
	Down misty morning way.
	Then I climbed upon an autumn leaf
	And sailed away to find.
	The glory of the silver seed
	A meaning of some kind.
	Over the sky of liberty
	And down the path of time.
	Through floating leaves of tranquility
	In shades of every kind.
	I rolled across the golden sea
	On waves of sleeping mist.
	Climbed past the stream of every change
	Within eternal bliss.
	Then came upon a garden God,
	It' s paradise I thought.
	Wake up, wake up, for heaven' s sake
	It' s nearly nine o' clock