歌词
Here they come, one by one
Wading through the shallows
Each one with a tired smile
Planted there by his fellows
You were ahead of them at one time
You were instead of them to my mind
But you've fallen in to the endless line
That winds its way, occupied
Knee deep
Around the hill then back again
In for the kill then slack again
The silver pool turns black again
As you illustrate your lack again
Knee deep
You were ahead of them at one time
You were instead of them to my mind
Knee deep
