積分

演出藝人
Neil Diamond
Neil Diamond
聲樂
Lee Holdridge
Lee Holdridge
指揮
Dennis St. John
Dennis St. John
Emory Gordy Jr.
Emory Gordy Jr.
吉他
Richard Bennett
Richard Bennett
吉他
Jefferson Kewley
Jefferson Kewley
打擊樂
Alan Lindgren
Alan Lindgren
電子琴
Danny Nicholson
Danny Nicholson
吉他
Reine Press
Reine Press
男低音
Hyman Goodman
Hyman Goodman
弦樂
Jay Rosen
Jay Rosen
小提琴
John deVoogdt
John deVoogdt
小提琴
Paulo Alencar
Paulo Alencar
弦樂
Ronald Folsom
Ronald Folsom
小提琴
William Henderson
William Henderson
小提琴
Haim Shtrum
Haim Shtrum
小提琴
Ralph Schaeffer
Ralph Schaeffer
小提琴
David Turner
David Turner
弦樂
Tibor Zelig
Tibor Zelig
小提琴
Samuel Boghossian
Samuel Boghossian
中提琴
Myron Sandler
Myron Sandler
弦樂
Sven Reher
Sven Reher
中提琴
Linn Subotnick
Linn Subotnick
中提琴
Marilyn Baker
Marilyn Baker
中提琴
Philip Goldberg
Philip Goldberg
弦樂
Jesse Ehrlich
Jesse Ehrlich
弦樂
Nathan Gershman
Nathan Gershman
弦樂
Alice Ober
Alice Ober
弦樂
Jerome Kessler
Jerome Kessler
弦樂
Walter Rower
Walter Rower
弦樂
Raymond Kelley
Raymond Kelley
弦樂
Donald Bagley
Donald Bagley
弦樂
Jess Bourgeois
Jess Bourgeois
弦樂
Timothy Barr
Timothy Barr
弦樂
Philip Candreva
Philip Candreva
弦樂
Sidney Sharp
Sidney Sharp
小提琴
Robert Lipsett
Robert Lipsett
小提琴
Giacinto Nardulli
Giacinto Nardulli
弦樂
Salvatore Crimi
Salvatore Crimi
弦樂
Henry Ferber
Henry Ferber
小提琴
Baldassare Ferlazzo
Baldassare Ferlazzo
弦樂
Wilbert Nuttycombe
Wilbert Nuttycombe
小提琴
Shari Zippert
Shari Zippert
小提琴
Walter Wiemeyer
Walter Wiemeyer
弦樂
Richard Kaufman
Richard Kaufman
弦樂
詞曲
Neil Diamond
Neil Diamond
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
Tom Catalano
Tom Catalano
製作人
Armin Steiner
Armin Steiner
工程師

歌詞

[Verse 1]
This is a fantasy
Pure fantasy
It's a dream
The dream about an old man, who dies alone
Leaves a gift behind
And it is a fantasy
[Verse 2]
Morningside, the old man died
And no one cried
They simply turned away
And when he died
He left a table made of nails and pride
And with his hands
He carved these words inside:
"For my children"
[Verse 3]
Morning light, morning bright
I spent the night
With dreams that make you weep
Morning time
Wash away the sadness
From these eyes of mine
For I recall the words an old man signed:
"For my children"
[Verse 4]
And the legs were shaped with his hands
And the top made of oaken wood
And all of the children
That gathered around this great table
Touched it with their laughter
Ah, and that was good
[Verse 5]
Morningside, the old man died
And no one cried
He surely died alone
And truth is sad
For not a child would claim the gift he had
The words he carved became his epitaph
"For my children"
[Verse 6]
Home, santos
Home
Home
Written by: Neil Leslie Diamond
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