Weird Of Hermiston(Live At The Bitter End, New York City / 1972)

歌詞

I'm going to a wedding dressed in black I'm going to a party, won't be back And I'm not going with you... no... Trees are no longer a comfort Messages sad in the wires My hair is hung down with the blackest of rain that I'm feeling I'm going to the river, wash my tears I'm going to the mountains, cool my fears That I'm not going with you... no... Skies are no longer a comfort Leaves turning black with the autumn The corn is hung down with the heaviest weight that I'm feeling I'm going to a funeral dressed in white I'm going to a nightclub, to sleep with night And I'm not going with you... no... Love is no longer a comfort, Fantastic times are forgotten My heart is hung down with the saddest of rain that I'm feeling