The Iron Stone Lyrics

	作词 : Williamson
	A long wind a weaving mind
	Over all the land the wild flowers grow,
	Echoing kind to kind
	On that day when I found the iron stone
	Heavy in my hand in the sloping rain
	Ever the seas rolled on and o'er my heart
	They roofed their slates of grey
	The iron stone I found it on that day
	The iron stone I brought it home
	Heavy in my hand I brought it home
	Black as the thoughts of doom
	A man told me it came from the moon
	Flying through time it flew
	Upon the long beach where I found it
	Dancing horses told their tale
	Among the stones it called me
	There my hand it knew
	Seeing in the thickness of the thick black sight
	Forests and centaurs and gods of the night
	Never that sun shone on
	Where high Atlantis raised her shores
	How sang the dragons of the sea
	Love paints the carts with suns for wheels
	The jester's bauble, cap and bells
	The brave, perhaps, Mustachio
	Sir Primalform Magnifico
	The dragon me with golden toes
	And golden fire my flaming nose
	And memories, memories
	My cave was bright with sulky gems
	That paled the stars like diadems
	Silver lost and buried gold
	Such was my home in days of old.

	zuo ci : Williamson
	A long wind a weaving mind
	Over all the land the wild flowers grow,
	Echoing kind to kind
	On that day when I found the iron stone
	Heavy in my hand in the sloping rain
	Ever the seas rolled on and o' er my heart
	They roofed their slates of grey
	The iron stone I found it on that day
	The iron stone I brought it home
	Heavy in my hand I brought it home
	Black as the thoughts of doom
	A man told me it came from the moon
	Flying through time it flew
	Upon the long beach where I found it
	Dancing horses told their tale
	Among the stones it called me
	There my hand it knew
	Seeing in the thickness of the thick black sight
	Forests and centaurs and gods of the night
	Never that sun shone on
	Where high Atlantis raised her shores
	How sang the dragons of the sea
	Love paints the carts with suns for wheels
	The jester' s bauble, cap and bells
	The brave, perhaps, Mustachio
	Sir Primalform Magnifico
	The dragon me with golden toes
	And golden fire my flaming nose
	And memories, memories
	My cave was bright with sulky gems
	That paled the stars like diadems
	Silver lost and buried gold
	Such was my home in days of old.

	zuò cí : Williamson
	A long wind a weaving mind
	Over all the land the wild flowers grow,
	Echoing kind to kind
	On that day when I found the iron stone
	Heavy in my hand in the sloping rain
	Ever the seas rolled on and o' er my heart
	They roofed their slates of grey
	The iron stone I found it on that day
	The iron stone I brought it home
	Heavy in my hand I brought it home
	Black as the thoughts of doom
	A man told me it came from the moon
	Flying through time it flew
	Upon the long beach where I found it
	Dancing horses told their tale
	Among the stones it called me
	There my hand it knew
	Seeing in the thickness of the thick black sight
	Forests and centaurs and gods of the night
	Never that sun shone on
	Where high Atlantis raised her shores
	How sang the dragons of the sea
	Love paints the carts with suns for wheels
	The jester' s bauble, cap and bells
	The brave, perhaps, Mustachio
	Sir Primalform Magnifico
	The dragon me with golden toes
	And golden fire my flaming nose
	And memories, memories
	My cave was bright with sulky gems
	That paled the stars like diadems
	Silver lost and buried gold
	Such was my home in days of old.

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