[00:00.000] 作曲 : Grey[00:15.312]Mmm...[00:29.559]That stormy morning felt like a dream.[00:36.700]He told me then of what he'd seen.[00:44.000]A child, a man, in times gone bad.[00:51.150]Faces of stone lined hard and sad.[00:58.600]One Sunday day they all came home.[01:05.632]All that they had was burned and gone.[01:13.140]The timber men, their pistols gleamed.[01:20.272]A lifetime lost on Palastine.[01:42.200]He made a stand.[01:45.468]He would not run.[01:49.166]He dropped the hoe and picked up the gun.[01:56.603]And then one night he disappeared.[02:03.671]It fed the worst of all their fears.[02:11.081]They found him quiet high in a tree.[02:18.160]He flew away from Palastine.[02:25.593]Mmm......[02:54.700]Then came the day they moved away.[03:01.502]More gunmen came.[03:05.369]They could not stay.[03:09.000]To Glen St. Mary.[03:12.511]To Olustee.[03:16.023]But we still dream of Palastine.[03:23.701]Mmm.....[03:38.191]Mmm......[03:52.900]Mmm......[04:07.134]Mmm......