[00:00.00] 作词 : Peter Sinfield
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Robert Fripp
[00:04.42]In The Wake of Poseidon
[00:19.38]King Crimson
[00:24.32]
[00:35.74]plato's spawn cold ivyed eyes
[00:42.61]
[00:43.39]snare truth in bone and globe
[00:48.60]
[00:50.00]harlequins coin pointless games
[00:55.75]
[00:56.12]sneer jokes in parrot's robe
[01:01.74]
[01:02.17]two women weep,dame scarlet screen
[01:08.69]
[01:09.24]sheds sudden theatre rain
[01:14.62]
[01:15.10]whilst dark in dream the midnight queen
[01:21.02]
[01:31.96]knows every human pain
[01:37.82]
[01:38.13]in air,fire,earth and water world on the scales
[01:43.26]
[01:43.75]air,fire,earth and water
[01:50.46]
[01:50.64]balance of change
[01:56.47]
[01:57.00]world on the scales
[02:02.10]
[02:02.36]on the scales
[02:09.68]
[02:10.28]bishop's kings spin judgement's blade
[02:15.83]
[02:16.05]scratch "faith" on nameless graves
[02:22.03]
[02:22.29]harvest hags Hoard ash and sand
[02:28.33]
[02:28.66]pack rope and chain for slaves
[02:33.85]
[02:34.15]who fireside fear fermented words
[02:40.55]
[02:41.30]then rear to spoil the feast
[02:46.74]
[02:47.24]whilst in the aisle the mad man smiles
[02:53.39]
[02:54.19]to him it matters least
[03:04.36]
[04:51.59]heroes hands drain stones for blood
[04:57.36]
[04:57.99]to whet the scaling knife
[05:03.97]
[05:04.33]magi blind with visions light
[05:09.96]
[05:10.41]net death in dread of life
[05:16.34]
[05:16.68]their children kneel in Jesus till
[05:22.71]
[05:23.26]they learn the price of nail
[05:28.80]
[05:29.18]whilst all around our mother earth
[05:35.84]
[05:37.37]waits balance on the scales

作词 : Peter Sinfield
作曲 : Robert Fripp
In The Wake of Poseidon
King Crimson
plato's spawn cold ivyed eyes
snare truth in bone and globe
harlequins coin pointless games
sneer jokes in parrot's robe
two women weep,dame scarlet screen
sheds sudden theatre rain
whilst dark in dream the midnight queen
knows every human pain
in air,fire,earth and water world on the scales
air,fire,earth and water
balance of change
world on the scales
on the scales
bishop's kings spin judgement's blade
scratch "faith" on nameless graves
harvest hags Hoard ash and sand
pack rope and chain for slaves
who fireside fear fermented words
then rear to spoil the feast
whilst in the aisle the mad man smiles
to him it matters least
heroes hands drain stones for blood
to whet the scaling knife
magi blind with visions light
net death in dread of life
their children kneel in Jesus till
they learn the price of nail
whilst all around our mother earth
waits balance on the scales