Barclay James Harvest
after the day 2002 remastered version
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The eyes of night march slowly by
The last grain falls
The kneeling man just sighs
Protected by the one great wall
Of colored parts
He probes his clouded mind
If he takes a look around him
Is there nothing left to see?
Is there nothing left at all?
After the day
With trembling hands
He wipes his eyes
He tries to stand
But does not feel the need
The morning sun shines on
The multicolored cross
Left standing through it all
If he takes a look around him
Is there nothing left to see?
Is there nothing left at all?
After the day
If he takes a look around him
Is there nothing left to see?
Is there nothing left at all?
After the day
- Album:
- Retrospective
- Berlin - A Concert For The People
- Welcome To The Show
- Victims of Circumstance
- XII
- Octoberon
- Time Honoured Ghosts
- Baby James Harvest
- Miscellaneous
- Once Again (40th Anniversary Edition)
- BBC In Concert 1972 (Stereo)
- Taking Some Time On: The Parlophone-Harvest Years (1968-73)
- Barclay James Harvest And Other Short Stories
- Barclay James Harvest (Deluxe Edition)
- Live Tapes
- BBC In Concert 1972 (Mono)
- Prog Rocks!: Volume Two
- Prog Rocks! [5 Component Labels Set]
- Prog Rocks!
- Progressive Rock Collection Vol.2