Needle Of Death - Bert Jansch

作曲：Bert Jansch

When sadness fills your heart

sorrow hides the longing to be free

When things go wrong each day

You fix your mind to 'scape your misery

Your troubled young life

Had made you turn

To a needle of death

How strange your happy words

Have ceased to bring a smile from everyone

How tears have filled the eyes

Of friends that you once had walked among

Your troubled young life

Had made you turn

To a needle of death

One grain of pure white snow

Dissolved in blood spread quickly to your brain

In peace your mind withdraws

Your death so near your soul can't feel no pain

Your troubled young life

Had made you turn

To a needle of death

Your mother stands a'cryin'

While to the earth your body's slowly cast

Your father stands in silence

Caressing every young dream of the past

Your troubled young life

Had made you turn

To a needle of death