[00:00.000] 作词 : Douglas Lobban
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Douglas Lobban
[00:07.178]Oh, ooh, oh
[00:08.946]High up in a chamber
[00:10.671]She painted pictures of the land that made her
[00:13.770]Oh, ooh, oh
[00:15.285]Shadowed by a clock face
[00:17.039]The hands were rusted at the time she came in
[00:20.342]When she played outside
[00:22.991]She saw the birds, so high
[00:26.154]But she made a wish
[00:29.413]To grow, one day, her own pair of wings
[00:52.882]She sailed long from the fall
[00:55.939]To find herself in the world
[00:59.756]When in the wind, she heard a burning call
[01:03.011]And so she followed it and came ashore
[01:06.189]On the beach with a crowd all waiting here for you
[01:09.579]Then a voice said, "It was true
[01:11.487]We all prayed for a princess
[01:17.035]You're the one, heaven sent"
[01:20.944]Oh, ooh, oh
[01:22.327]High up in the chamber
[01:24.025]She painted pictures of the man that made her
[01:27.357]Oh, ooh, oh
[01:28.644]Just to remember
[01:30.291]Before the memory got lost in the dark
[01:33.994]Oh, ooh, oh
[01:35.364]Shadowed by a clock face
[01:37.112]The hands were rusted at the time she came in
[01:40.434]Though she shrugged the passing of the days
[01:43.575]Eternally a child she would remain
[01:48.812]But while she flies like the wind
[01:52.400]The air escaped into silence
[01:55.669]She woke up laying on a gilded bed
[01:59.250]With half a dozen maids around her
[02:03.271]"We're keeping you safe in a tall place
[02:06.172]Where you can see all imagining for miles
[02:10.264]By God's decree
[02:12.827]Hail to the girl, our Queen"
[02:23.776]As the nights ran
[02:25.699]Together blurring into years
[02:27.626]Her brush strokes never disappeared
[02:40.354]Oh, ooh, oh
[02:41.648]High up in the chamber
[02:43.407]She painted pictures of the land that made her
[02:46.825]Oh, ooh, oh
[02:48.140]Just to remember
[02:49.654]Before the memory got lost in the dark
[02:53.423]Oh, ooh, oh
[02:54.753]Shadowed by a clock face
[02:56.724]The hands were rusted at the time she came in
[03:00.108]Though she shrugged the passing of the days
[03:04.832]Eternally a child she would remain
[03:08.201]Until one day when the clatter rang through the hills
[03:15.265]They found my call in the smashed open windowsill
[03:21.809]A feather high in the air
[03:24.253]And the once-stopped clock was ticking on