The Gymnast, High Above the Ground

Song	The Gymnast, High Above the Ground
Artist	The Decemberists
Album	Her Majesty

	作曲 : Meloy
	The gymnast, high above the ground
	Limbers up and falls, tender down
	Ankles splayed and all tied
	The gymnast long has arrived
	Lazy, your long sister lays
	Waiting out this long light brigade
	Prayed for snow a long time
	Lazy, it long has arrived
	Through the tarlatan holes
	You've been slipping, been slipping away
	And the weather will hold
	It's been ever so, ever so gray
	And here, as we're coming down
	We're sounding out
	It's a terrible, terrible tide
	As it lights upon your eye
	But there on the motorway, reeks of marmalade
	It's a chemical, chemical kind
	As it lights upon your eye
	Lights upon your eye
	The bosun calls upon the quay
	Compass gone, he long has lost his way
	To lighthouse shine, to calm tide
	The bosun long has arrived
	Through the tarlatan holes
	You've been slipping, been slipping away
	And the weather will hold
	It's been ever so, ever so gray
	But here as we're coming down
	We're sounding out
	It's a terrible, terrible tide
	As it lights upon your eye
	But there on the motorway, reeks of marmalade
	It's a chemical, chemical kind
	As it lights upon your eye
	Lights upon your eye
	April marches on
	April marches on
	April marches on
	April marches on

	zuò qǔ : Meloy
	The gymnast, high above the ground
	Limbers up and falls, tender down
	Ankles splayed and all tied
	The gymnast long has arrived
	Lazy, your long sister lays
	Waiting out this long light brigade
	Prayed for snow a long time
	Lazy, it long has arrived
	Through the tarlatan holes
	You' ve been slipping, been slipping away
	And the weather will hold
	It' s been ever so, ever so gray
	And here, as we' re coming down
	We' re sounding out
	It' s a terrible, terrible tide
	As it lights upon your eye
	But there on the motorway, reeks of marmalade
	It' s a chemical, chemical kind
	As it lights upon your eye
	Lights upon your eye
	The bosun calls upon the quay
	Compass gone, he long has lost his way
	To lighthouse shine, to calm tide
	The bosun long has arrived
	Through the tarlatan holes
	You' ve been slipping, been slipping away
	And the weather will hold
	It' s been ever so, ever so gray
	But here as we' re coming down
	We' re sounding out
	It' s a terrible, terrible tide
	As it lights upon your eye
	But there on the motorway, reeks of marmalade
	It' s a chemical, chemical kind
	As it lights upon your eye
	Lights upon your eye
	April marches on
	April marches on
	April marches on
	April marches on