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Published on Oct 16, 2011
Jack Bruce - To Isengard from the 1969 album " Songs For A Tailor" And so our time is fields of sleep And so our bed is endless deep And so the waves are grass in sun And so our time has just begun And so our love moves much too fast And sun and sleep will always last love is lost last but one . . . but once
The time was ours we never cared For soaring flights that eagles dared The air was full of peaceful birds Your eyes were moist unspoken words And so our love moves much too fast And sun and eyes can never last
Fire is lost last but one . . . but once
Over the hills the good times are sitting under grey clouds And the sound of the love songs Is being lost in the crowds of the magical lessons that you taught me from the walls I forgot all the path ways and I remembered the falls