Roads To Moscow (Live 1981)-Al Stewart

[00:53.40]They crossed over the border the hour before dawn [00:59.76]Moving in lines through the day [01:05.05]Most of our planes were destroyed on the ground where they lay [01:11.96]Waiting for orders we held in the wood word from the front never came [01:23.58]By evening the sound of the gunfire was miles away [01:31.92]Ah, softly we move through the shadows, slip away through the trees [01:38.06]Crossing their lines in the mists in the fields on our hands and our knees [01:46.12]And all that I ever was able to see [01:52.85]The fire in the air glowing red silhouetting the smoke on the breeze [02:07.98]All summer they drove us back through the Ukraine [02:14.31]Smolensk and Viasma soon fell [02:20.00]By autumn we stood with our backs to the town of Orel [02:27.32]Closer and closer to Moscow they came - riding the wind like a bell [02:38.64]General Guderian stands at the crest of the hill [02:45.87]Winter brought with her the rains, oceans of mud filled the roads [02:53.02]Gluing the tracks of their tanks to the ground while the sky filled with snow [03:00.95]And all that I ever was able to see [03:07.62]The fire in the air glowing red silhouetting the snow on the breeze [03:45.24]In the footsteps of Napoleon the shadow figures stagger through the winter [03:52.35]Falling back before the gates of Moscow,Standing in the wings like an avenger [03:59.87]And far away behind their lines the partisans are stirring in the forest [04:06.31]Coming unexpectedly upon their outposts, growing like a promise [04:12.29]You＇ll never know, you＇ll never know [04:16.15]Which way to turn, which way to look, you＇ll never see us [04:21.30]As we＇re stealing through the blackness of the night, [04:09.02]You＇ll never know, you＇ll never hear us [04:29.00]And the evening sings in a voice of amber, the dawn is surely coming [04:35.53]The morning roads leads to Stalingrad, and the sky is softly humming [04:55.09]Two broken Tigers on fire in the night flicker their souls to the wind [05:06.50]We wait in the lines for the final approach to begin [05:13.48]It＇s been almost four years that I＇ve carried a gun [05:19.75]At home it will almost be spring [05:25.35]The flames of the Tigers are lighting the road to Berlin [05:34.40]Ah, quickly we move through the ruins that bow to the ground [05:40.24]The old men and children they send out to face us, they can＇t slow us down [05:48.19]And all that I ever was able to see [05:55.25]The eyes of the city are opening now it＇s the end of the dream [06:33.26]I＇m coming home, I＇m coming home, [06:35.40]Now you can taste it in the wind, the war is over [06:40.78]And I listen to the clicking of the train wheels as we roll across the border [06:48.31]And now they ask me of the time [06:50.46]When I was caught behind their lines and taken prisoner [06:55.70]＂They only held me for a day, a lucky break＂, I say; [06:58.58]They turn and listen closer [07:02.87]I＇ll never know, I＇ll never know [07:04.47]Why I was taken from the line and all the others [07:10.40]To board a special train and journey deep into the heart of holy Russia [07:18.13]It＇s cold and damp in the transit camp, and the air is still and sullen [07:25.29]And the pale sun of October whispers the snow will soon be coming [07:33.00]I wonder when I＇ll be home again and the morning answers ＂Never＂ [07:40.41]The evening sighs and the steely Russian skies go on forever