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Eve Of The War
作词：Jeff Wayne
On one would have believed in the last years of the nineteenth century
That human affairs were been watched by the timeless worlds of space
No one could have dreamed, we would be unscrutinized
As someone with the microscope studies creatures
That swarm and multiply in a drop of water
Few men even considered the possibility of life on other planets
And yet across the gulf of space, minds immeasurably superior to us
Regarded the Earth with envious eyes
And slowly and surely they drew their plans against us
At midnight, on the 12th of August a huge mass of luminous gas
Erupted from Mars and sped towards Earth
Across two hundred million miles of void
Invisibly hurtling towards us came the first of the missiles
That were to bring so much calamity to Earth
As I watched, there was another jet of gas
It was another missile, starting on its way
And that's how it was for the next ten nights
A flare, spurting out from Mars, bright green
Drawing a green mist behind it
A beautiful but somehow disturbing sight
Ogilvy, the astronomer, assured me we were in no danger
He was convinced there could be no living thing
On that remote, forbidding planet
The chances of anything coming from Mars
Are a million to one, he said
The chances of anything coming from Mars
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Are a million to one but still they come
Then came the night the first missile approached Earth
It was thought to be an ordinary falling star
But next day there was a huge crater in the middle of the common
And Ogilvy came to examine what lay there
A cylinder, thirty yards across, glowing hot
With faint sounds of movement coming from within
Suddenly the top began moving, rotating, unscrewing
And Ogilvy feared there was a man inside trying to escape
He rushed to the cylinder but the intense heat stopped him
Before he could burn himself on the metal
The chances of anything coming from Mars
Are a million to one, he said
The chances of anything coming from Mars
Are a million to one but still they come
Yes, the chances of anything coming from Mars
Are a million to one, he said
The chances of anything coming from Mars
Are a million to one but still they come
It seems totally incredible to me now that
Everyone spent that evening as though it was just like any other
From the railway station in the sound of shunting trains
Ringing and rumbling soften almost into melody by the distance
It all seemed so safe and tranquil
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