Letra de Exiles (Live Pittsburgh, PA - Stanley Warner Theatre: April 29th, 1974)
Now in this far away land Strange that the palms of my hands Should be damp with expectancySpring, and the air's turning mild City lights and the glimpse of a child Of the alleyway infantryFriends, do they know what I mean? Rain and the gathering green Of an afternoon out of townLord, I had to go Trail was laid too slow behind me To face the call of fame Or make a drunkard's name for meBut now this better life Has brought a different understanding And through these endless days Shall come a broader sympathy And though I count the hours To be alone's no injuryMy home was a place by the sand Cliffs and a military band Blew an air of normality, oh...