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All This Time
Sting
I looked out across the river today
I saw a city in the fog and an old church tower
Where the seagulls play
I saw the sad shire horses walking home
In the sodium light
I saw two priests on the ferry
October geese on a cold winter's night
And all this time, the river flowed
Endlessly, to the sea
One young, one old
To offer prayers for the dying
Two priests came `round our house tonight
To serve the final rite
One to learn, one to teach
Which way the cold wind blows
Fussing and flapping in priestly black
Like a murder of crows
Endlessly, to the sea
And all this time, the river flowed
If I had my way, I `d take a boat from the river
And I'd bury the old man
Blessed are the poor, for they shall inherit the earth
I'd bury him at sea
Better to be poor than a fat man in the eye of a needle
"What good is a used up world, and how could it be worth having?"
And as these words were spoken, I swear I hear the old man laughing
And all this time, the river flowed
And all this time, the river flowed
Endlessly, like a silent tear
Father, if Jesus exists
Then how come he never lived here?
The teachers told us, the Romans built this place
They built a wall and a temple, an edge of the empire
They lived and they died, they prayed to their gods
Garrison Town
But the stone gods did not make a sound
Were the stones the workmen found
And their empire crumbled, `til all that was left
And all this time, the river flowed
In the falling light of a northern sun
Men go crazy in congregations
If I had my way, I'd take a boat from the river
But they only get better
One by oneOne by one
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תודה, המערכת תבדוק את הקליפ ותוסיף אותו למאגר
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