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Sting
Sting
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Manu Katché
Manu Katché
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Kenny Kirkland
Kenny Kirkland
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Dominic Miller
Dominic Miller
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David Sancious
David Sancious
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Ray Cooper
Ray Cooper
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Vinx
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Bill Summers
Bill Summers
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Munyungo Jackson
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Skip Burney
Skip Burney
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Tony Vacca
Tony Vacca
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Sting
Sting
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ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Sting
Sting
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Hugh Padgham
Hugh Padgham
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Simon Osborne
Simon Osborne
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Yves Jajaget
Yves Jajaget
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Bruce Keen
Bruce Keen
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Al Stone
Al Stone
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Brian Scheuble
Brian Scheuble
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Efren Herrera
Efren Herrera
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Brian Cowieson
Brian Cowieson
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Scott Willing
Scott Willing
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I looked out across The river today Saw a city in the fog and an old church town where the seagulls play Saw the sad shire horses walking home In the sodium light Two priests on the ferry October geese on a cold winter's night All this time The river flowed Endlessly To the sea Two priests came 'rounf Our house tonight One young, one old To offer prayers for the dying to serve the final rite One to learn, one to teach Which way the cold wind blows And fussing and flapping in priestly black Like a murder of crows All this time The river flowed Endlessly To the sea If I had my way I'd take a boat from the river And I'd bury the old man I'd bury him at sea Blessed are the poor For they shall inherit the Earth Better to be poor than a fat man in the eye of a needle As these words were spoken I swear I hear the old man laughing "What good is a used up world, and how could it be worth having?" All this time The river flowed Endlessly Like a silent tear All this time The river flowed Father, if Jesus exists Then how come he never lived here? Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Teachers told us The Romans built this place They built a wall and a temple and an Edge of the Empire garrison town They lived and they died They prayed to their Gods But the stone Gods did not make a sound And their empire crumbled, 'til all that was left Were the stones the workmen found All this time The river flowed In the falling light Of a Northern sun If i had my way Take a boat from the river Men go crazy in congregations They only get better one by one Yeah, yeah (one by one) Yeah, yeah (one by one) Yeah, yeah (one by one) Yeah, yeah (I looked out across) Yeah, yeah (The river today) Yeah, yeah (Saw a city in the fog and an old church town) Yeah, yeah (Where the seagulls play) Yeah, yeah (Saw the sad shire horses walking home) Yeah, yeah (In the sodium light) Yeah, yeah (Two priests on the ferry) Yeah, yeah (October geese on a cold winter's night)
Writer(s): Gordon Matthew Sumner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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