Now... In this faraway land
Strange... That the palms of my lands
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 drunkyard'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 an air of normality.
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Exiles Lyrics

King Crimson – Exiles Lyrics

Songwriters: DAVID FRANCIS CROSS, JAMES RICHARD WILLIAM PALMER, JAMIE MUIR, JOHN KENNETH WETTON, RICHARD WILLIAM PALMER JAMES, ROBERT FRIPP, WILLIAM SCOTT BRUFORD
Exiles lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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