Текст песни crosby and nash - Homeward Through the Haze
crosby and nash - Homeward Through the Haze слова песни
words and music by David CrosbyВ© 1975 Staysail Music (BMI)First rain of winterFirst fall from graceIt`s my first hollow echoIn the halls of praiseHow could SamsonI thought he was blind as a batHow cold he have torn downThe temples like thatAnd how could little CaesarHow could he know whereof he spokeWhen all of his wheels are turning him into a jokeCause the blind are leading the blindAnd I am amazed at how they stumbleHomeward through the hazeGot the soul of a ragpickerGot the mind of a slugI keep sweeping problemsUnder my rugAnd all of my fineMy fine fair weather friends, YeahWill have no more timeTo make their amendsCause the blind are leading the blindAnd I am amazed at how they stumbleHomeward through the hazeDrums: Russ KunkelBass: Leland SklarElectric piano: Craig DoergeAcoustic piano: Carole KingElectric guitar: Danny KootchElectric guitar: David CrosbyAdditional vocals: Carole KingOrgan: Graham NashVocal: David Crosby and Graham NashOther Harmony: Carole King