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Exiles lyrics
(Cross/Fripp/Palmer-James)
Now...in this faraway land
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
Part of these releases
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- Track 3 on Larks' Tongues in Aspic
- 2 Book of Saturday
- 4 Easy Money
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- Track 3 on Live in Heidelberg - March 29, 1974
- 2 Dr. Diamond
- 4 Improv: Heidelgerg II
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- Track 3 on Larks' Tongues in Aspic Disc 2
- 2 Book of Saturday
- 4 Easy Money
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