On The Border (Live)-Al Stewart

[ti:On The Border (Live)] [ar:Al Stewart] [al:Rhymes In Rooms - Al Stewart 'Live'] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.05]On The Border (游走边缘) (Live) - Al Stewart (阿尔·史蒂伍德) [00:01.22]Written by：Al Stewart [00:01.95] [02:14.68]The fishing boats go out across the evening water [02:17.48] [02:19.00]Smuggling guns and arms across the Spanish border [02:22.10] [02:23.57]The wind whips up the waves so loud [02:25.32] [02:25.84]The ghost moon sails among the clouds [02:27.87]Turns the rifles into silver on the border [02:31.11] [02:39.37]On my wall the colours of the maps are running [02:42.33] [02:43.70]From Africa the winds they talk of changes coming [02:46.92] [02:48.32]The torches flare up in the night [02:50.19]The hand that sets the farms alight [02:52.49]Has spread the word to those who're waiting on the border [02:55.92] [02:59.60]In the village where I grew up [03:01.64]Nothing seems the same [03:02.97] [03:03.96]Still you never see the change from day to day [03:06.35] [03:08.26]And no one notices the customs slip away [03:11.00] [03:24.25]Late last night the rain was knocking at my window [03:27.39] [03:28.72]I moved across the darkened room and in the lampglow [03:31.80] [03:33.25]I thought I saw down in the street [03:34.96]The spirit of the century [03:37.26]Telling us that we're all standing on the border [03:40.68] [03:44.52]In the islands where I grew up [03:46.53]Nothing seems the same [03:47.91] [03:48.94]It's patterns just that remain [03:50.38]An empty shell [03:51.35] [03:53.14]But there's a strangeness in the air you feel too well [03:55.89] [04:09.27]The fishing boats go out across the evening water [04:12.28] [04:13.61]Smuggling guns and arms across the Spanish border [04:16.78] [04:18.16]The wind whips up the waves so loud [04:20.15]The ghost moon sails among the clouds [04:22.50]Turns the rifles into silver on the border [04:25.85] [04:29.89]On the border [04:30.53] [04:34.26]On the border [04:35.16] [04:38.78]On the border