《Morning Glory(LP版)》歌词

[00:00:00] Morning Glory (LP版) - Tim Buckley

[00:00:12] I lit my purest candle close to my

[00:00:19] Window hoping it would catch the eye

[00:00:24] Of any vagabond who passed it by

[00:00:30] And I waited in my fleeting house

[00:00:37] Before he came I felt him drawing near

[00:00:43] As he neared I felt the ancient fear

[00:00:49] That he had come to wound my door and jeer

[00:00:55] And I waited in my fleeting house

[00:01:02] Tell me stories

[00:01:03] I called to the hobo

[00:01:10] Stories of cold

[00:01:12] I smiled at the hobo

[00:01:19] Stories of old

[00:01:21] I knelt to the hobo

[00:01:27] And he stood before my fleeting house

[00:01:37] No said the hobo

[00:01:39] No more tales of time

[00:01:43] Don't ask me now to wash away the grime

[00:01:48] I can't come in

[00:01:50] Cause it's too high a climb

[00:01:54] And he walked away from my fleeting house

[00:02:02] Then you be damned

[00:02:03] I screamed to the hobo

[00:02:10] Leave me alone

[00:02:12] I wept to the hobo

[00:02:18] Turn into stone I knelt to the hobo

[00:02:27] And he walked away from my fleeting house