《Retrospective》歌词

[00:00:00] Retrospective - Tom Paxton

[00:00:02] Now when the paint was dry

[00:00:07] And the colours set

[00:00:09] It was painful yet

[00:00:13] To an honest eye

[00:00:20] Here where the walls were hung

[00:00:25] With the sweat of years

[00:00:28] The familiar fears

[00:00:32] Since the hands were young

[00:00:40] Now in a battered chair

[00:00:45] With his tea gone cold

[00:00:48] And his hands grown old

[00:00:52] He was sit and stare

[00:00:59] Here where his life is hung

[00:01:04] With the blood in view

[00:01:07] There's been nothing new

[00:01:11] Since the hands were young

[00:01:23] Schoolboys laugh in the streets below

[00:01:30] Laughter cruel as the long ago

[00:01:37] Fingers point through the bitter years

[00:01:43] And the bitter tears

[00:01:50] Now when the paint was dry

[00:01:55] And the die was cast

[00:01:58] It was clear at last

[00:02:00] It was all a lie

[00:02:07] Red never left his hand

[00:02:11] And the blue was wrong

[00:02:14] With a green too strong

[00:02:19] Never what he planned

[00:02:27] Now in a rumpled bed

[00:02:32] With a night to kill

[00:02:34] He'll be painting still

[00:02:37] If he isn't dead

[00:02:44] Now he can only stare

[00:02:48] As the old dream falls

[00:02:52] At the mocking walls

[00:02:58] And the walls are bare