| | Exiles Lyrics Artist(Band):King Crimson
Strange...that the palms of my hands Should be damp with expectancy Spring...and the air's turning mild City lights...and the glimpse of a child Of the alleyway infantry Friends...do they know what I mean Rain...and the gathering green Of an afternoon out-of-town But Lord I had to go My trail was laid too slow behind me To face the call of fame Or make a drunkard's name for me Though now this other life Has brought a different understanding And from these endless days Shall come a broader sympathy And though I count the hours To be alone's no injury... My home...was a place near the sand Cliffs...and a military band Blew and air of normality If you find some error in Exiles Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Thanks to Dan Daniel ddaniel@geisinger.edu for submitting the lyrics. Review the song Exiles The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "King Crimson" Music | |
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