[00:00.00]时代音乐网 www.78497.com  [00:00.02]Closed Hand, Full Of Friends (Live) - Foy Vance [00:37.18]The scenery's changing and it warms my soul [00:45.01]I'm 200 miles down and a long way yet to go [00:51.85]So get your boots on and your walking cool [00:59.81]And we'll together leave our footprints upon a virgin snow [01:06.68]That ancient sunrise will soon descend [01:14.61]And we'll be left here pondering on the things which you can't change [01:21.58]So let's start over with no means to an end [01:29.32]Just in love and out of hope and a closed hand full of friends [01:38.78]Yeah well living was alright but I was dead in the water [01:42.54]Couldn't see it in its light I couldn't kneel in its altar [01:46.99]All I wanted was to tear it right down to the ground [01:51.67]But I'm feeling alright now yeah I'm feeling alright [02:04.33]Every morning when the coffee's on [02:12.07]And I rediscover that color in your eyes in its gold and it's bronze [02:19.34]And in the moonlight go get the camera just go [02:26.99]With the recitations of the parish poets popping on our scrolls [02:36.42]Yeah well I was alright but I was dead in the water [02:40.37]Could see its light I couldn't kneel in its altar [02:44.20]All I wanted was a turn right down to the promising [02:49.38]Through this fleeting culture [02:51.40]And hide away from wolves and the vultures [02:55.41]All they wanted was to tear me right down to the ground [03:00.18]Oh I'm feeling alright I am now yeah I'm feeling alright [03:07.38]I'm feeling alright [03:17.34]In the recitations of the parish poets [03:21.24]In the buildings in the burrows in the locked boats [03:25.36]I will find my means to an end [03:28.38]With an open heart in hold and a closed hand full of friends [03:32.30]In the recitations of the parish poets [03:36.07]In the buildings in the burrows in the locate boats [03:39.80]I will find my means to an end [03:43.26]With an open heart in hold and a closed hand full of friends [03:46.97]In the recitations of the parish poets [03:50.58]In the buildings in the burrows in the locked boats [03:54.74]I will find my means to an end [03:57.85]With an open heart in hold and a closed hand full of friends [04:06.12]Ah yeah