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Zero She Flies
517
Rock
Zero She Flies adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Rhino tarafından 1 Ocak 1970 tarihinde yayınlandıZero She Flies
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Çıkış Tarihi1 Ocak 1970
FirmaRhino
DilEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM101

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Al Stewart
Al Stewart
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Al Stewart
Al Stewart
Composer, Lyrics

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She's a molossus, a seamstress
A princess, a priestess
A negress, she knows her position
She's a swallow, a willow
A cello, a pillow
A bow and also a physician
She takes your eyes and mends your head
She pours the wine and breaks the bread
She has no lies to tell you
And no truths to sell you
She's a girl, she's almost a woman
And Zero, she flies as the morning sighs
Spreads her wings like a seagull
From the mountain he watches her
Biding his time
But his eyes are the eyes of an eagle
He's a hawthorn, a raven
A scarecrow, a haven
For moon-blessed thought and opinion
He will laugh like the fountains
The bones of the mountains
Lie deep in his forest religion
You will call his name when evening falls
And the ground sets hard and the night wind calls
You will feed him and heed him
At times you will need him
Say you were almost his woman
And Zero, she flies as the morning sighs
Spreads her wings like a seagull
From the mountain he watches her
Biding his time
But his eyes are the eyes of an eagle
In the shuddering mud-red
Blood-let sunset
A tired man is leaving his cover
And the soft eyes of Zero are cut by the sounds
Of the vanishing feet of her lover
And the door slams shut and the air grows tight
And her throat is gripped by the hands of night
And all that is left is the clock on the shelf
As it ticks one day into another
And Zero, she sighs as the morning dies
With the broken wings of a seagull
From the mountain he watches her
Sensing his time
But his eyes are the eyes of an eagle
At the fall of the day
The man of the mountain is nearing the end of his travel
And the fence is down on the westland bounds
And a footfall pounds in the gravel
Comes a knock three times and the air grows still
As he steps inside from the sudden chill
And the moment is caught in the net of the night
For the coming of dawn to unravel
And Zero, she flies as the morning sighs
Spreads her wings like a seagull
From the mountain he's coming
Judging his time
And his eyes are the eyes of an eagle
Oh, Zero, she flies as the morning dies
Spreads her wings like a seagull
From a window he watches her
A man in his time
But his eyes are the eyes of an eagle
Written by: Al Stewart
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