[00:00.000] 作词 : Allan Taylor
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Allan Taylor
[00:23.84]I can still hear him playing “April in Paris”
[00:29.65]Dexter's blowing his horn
[00:34.22]It's a used up tune for a faded moon
[00:39.64]And played for the memory of something that's gone
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[00:50.16]He plays like a lover who's holding a dream
[00:54.90]When he knows that the dream won't last
[00:59.83]He's going down slow but he's scared to let go
[01:05.15]And deep down he knows the dreaming has passed
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[01:36.10]One hit of cocaine, one hit of  “horse(*horoin)”
[01:40.87]he'll take what's on offer today
[01:45.18]It's a loser's refrain to come back again
[01:50.67]And a thin line of snow(*cocaine) to blow you away
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[02:00.74]He says “Buy me vin rouge, buy me a beer”
[02:05.36]as he sits in the Blue Note café
[02:09.92]He's ending his days in a purple haze
[02:14.86]As pink and blue neon drag night into day
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[02:25.21]The dancers have left the floor
[02:30.15]And the last of the late night drinkers are out of the door
[02:34.51]The old man's hung up his horn he's playing no more
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[03:05.80]It's not for the money, it's not for the fame
[03:10.43]it's for something that sings through it all
[03:15.22]When the music rings true your soul comes through
[03:20.59]And that's what you do ‘til you hear the last call
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[03:30.35]They say we go out the way we came in
[03:34.84]it's how we played it that marks the man
[03:39.39]But if we can leave a trace of beauty and grace
[03:44.76]Then it wasn't for nothing just part of the plan
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[03:55.28]The dancers have left the floor
[04:00.03]And the last of the late night drinkers are out of the door
[04:04.90]The old man's hung up his horn he's playing no more
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