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作词 : Green, Mellencamp |
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This land today, shall draw its last breath |
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And take into its ancient depths |
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This frail reminder of its giant, dreaming self |
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While i, with human-hindered eyes |
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Unequal to the sweeping curve of life |
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Stand on this single print of time |
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Human wheels spin round and round |
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While the clock keeps the pace |
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Human wheels spin round and round |
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Help the light to my face |
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That time, today, no triumph gains |
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At this short success of age |
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This pale reflection of its brave and |
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Blundering deed |
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For i, descend from this vault |
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Now dreams beyond my earthly fault |
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Knowledge, sure, from the seed |
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Human wheels spin round and round |
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While the clock keeps the pace |
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Human wheels spin round and round |
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Help the light to my face |
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This land, today, my tears shall taste |
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And take into its dark embrace |
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This love, who in my beating heart endures |
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Assured, by every sun that burns |
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The dust to which this flesh shall return |
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It is the ancient, dreaming dust of god |
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Human wheels spin round and round |
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While the clock keeps the pace |
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Human wheels spin round and round |
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Help the light to my face |
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Human wheels spin round and round |
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While the clock keeps the pace |
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Human wheels spin round and round |
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Help the light to my face |