STING ALL THIS TIME LYRICS LYRICS Lyrics | 新更新的歌词

I looked out across the river today

I saw a city in the fog and an old church tower

Where the seagulls play

Saw the sad shire horses walking home in the sodium light

Two priests on the ferry, October geese on a cold winter’s night

All this time the river flowed

Endlessly to the sea

Two priests came round our house tonight

One young, one old, to offer prayers for the dying

To serve the final rite

One to learn, one to teach which way the cold wind blows

Fussing and flapping in priestly black like a murder of crows

All this time the river flowed

Endlessly to the sea

If I had my way

I’d take a boat from the river

And I’d bury the old man

I’d bury him at sea

Blessed are the poor for they shall inherit the earth

One is better to be poor than a fat man in the eye of a needle

As these words were spoken I swear I hear the old man laughing

What good is a used up world and how could it be worth having?

All this time the river flowed

Endlessly like a silent tear

All this time the river flowed

Father, if Jesus exists, then how come he never lived here?

Yea Yea Yea

Teachers told us the Romans built this place

They built a wall and a temple and a edge-of-the-Empire garrison town

They lived and they died, they prayed to their gods

But the stone gods did not make a sound

And their empire crumbled ’til all that was left

Were the stones the workmen found

And all this time the river flowed

In the falling light of a northern sun

If I had my way

I’d take a boat from the river

Men go crazy in congregations

They only get better one by one

One by one

One by one, by one

One by one

I looked out across the river today

I saw a city in the fog and an old church tower

Where the seagulls play

Saw the sad shire horses walking home in the sodium light

I looked out across the river today

I saw a city in the fog and an old church tower

Where the seagulls play

Saw the sad shire horses walking home in the sodium light

Two priests on the ferry, October geese on a cold winter’s night

All this time the river flowed

Endlessly to the sea

Two priests came round our house tonight

One young, one old, to offer prayers for the dying

To serve the final rite

One to learn, one to teach which way the cold wind blows

Fussing and flapping in priestly black like a murder of crows

All this time the river flowed

Endlessly to the sea

If I had my way

I’d take a boat from the river

And I’d bury the old man

I’d bury him at sea

Blessed are the poor for they shall inherit the earth

One is better to be poor than a fat man in the eye of a needle

As these words were spoken I swear I hear the old man laughing

What good is a used up world and how could it be worth having?

All this time the river flowed

Endlessly like a silent tear

All this time the river flowed

Father, if Jesus exists, then how come he never lived here?

Yea Yea Yea

Teachers told us the Romans built this place

They built a wall and a temple and a edge-of-the-Empire garrison town

They lived and they died, they prayed to their gods

But the stone gods did not make a sound

And their empire crumbled ’til all that was left

Were the stones the workmen found

And all this time the river flowed

In the falling light of a northern sun

If I had my way

I’d take a boat from the river

Men go crazy in congregations

They only get better one by one

One by one

One by one, by one

One by one

I looked out across the river today

I saw a city in the fog and an old church tower

Where the seagulls play

Saw the sad shire horses walking home in the sodium light