Peter Hammill piosenki

She doesn't eat, she doesn't sleep For if she slept then she would dream about this: A place where she'd be treated with respect and sympathy. The American girl Set her sights on the old world, Thinking in the old world she'd find honesty. And so she bl...

Spring came far too early this year: May flowers blooming in February. Should I be sad for the months, Or glad for the sky? The birds don't know which way to sing and, my friends, Neither do I. Two days ago, a girl I truly thought I loved Suddenly didn't seem...

They say we are endowed with Free Will --at least that justifies our need for indecision But between our insticts and the lust to kill we bow our heads in submission They say that no man is an island but then they say our castles are our homes; it's felt the c...

Everything out of order Everything too well produced From the conjuror's hat - Let's turn on the juice To grind the cutting plane, the blade that gives an edge, To scale the mountain; to fail upon the mountain ledge. Half-way up is half-way peaking, Th...

Here we are, static in the latter half Of the twentieth century But it might as well be the Middle Ages, There'll have to be some changes But how they'll come about foxes me. I want the future now, I want to hold it in my hands; All men equal and unbowe...

It's a triumph, material triumph, Mass consumption and conformity. Down in hardware the shelves are stacked up With the latest line in luxury. The perfume counter has make-up ladies All immaculately make-believe; They sell you lifestyle package And you'...

"Is that all there is to it," he asks, "no more conjecture or controversy? Don't think I could go through it, I couldn't live with the memory. Now is the hour, it comes eventually; How great the power as it falls on me!" He's raising his sense of occasi...

Mercury's down to zero, absolute time will tell we're only over-wintering as guests in the Ice Hotel. All that we build will crumble, every empire fades; humbled, we should admit impermanence marks the man-made. Under the Ice Hotel the permafrost is stacked bu...

It was the first day of July; No wind breathed in the sky When a pin-striped suit Saw that the Institute of Mental Health was burning. He stood upon the corner Where the sun was warmer... Looking across the street, He moved the shackles on his feet As...

He prescribes the subject He proscribes outsiders His terms have a golden ring. He wants to find some order Quantifying chaos In words that all the children sing. He tabulates the lexicon Vocabulary minimised Bow down to the Jargon King. All question...

Genuflection / erection in church. Sacristy cloth / moth-eaten shroud. Secret silence / sacred secrets accumulate dust, aggravate the eye. Incautious laughter after confession. Benedictionfictional fear Hidden faces ... Grace is a name, like Chastity, l...

All the fields that you've overflown are frozen, They flow like glass down the frame in formlessness. Only the fragile fluttering of your heart still marks you chosen, Chosen to dare, your face defiant of the featureless. Your face defies the featureless,...

From the first word that I said to the last Some strange echo remains Imprinted in the walls Recorded in the vaults We talked and tunneled through But the meanings have all changed. Because of all I said You began to regard me as strange Until with so...

What I once thought was everlasting all of a sudden been and gone. It is finished, it is finished but mercy’s moving us along. What can you carry for your brother when you can’t stand up on your own? It’s hard to keep up, it’s hard to keep up, this part you ha...

Indecision and uncertainty Catch you now as they never have before... (Catch you as they never have before) How come you didn't recognise The revolving door? (The revolving door, the revolving door...) Are you gonna take sides On the chequered floor?...

After all is said and done, Not very much will have been either way: I'm a chronicler of action, I'm an actor in the play. I know the lines I have to speak, I know that I won't ever quit, corpse, or dry, But the performance gets so pointless And the day...

I loved the Noise, Electric breath; Noise filled the emptiness, Roared in the emptiness. A noise to strip the paper clean off the wall, A noise to crack the masonry like a breaking-ball, The cutting edge of sonic, the wave that never breaks And the hea...

Oh the bright young men in their tight-buttoned suits: Yeah, the light beams out from capped smiles To the shines on their lick-spittle boots, On their lick-spittle boots. Oh these sharp young sparks with their fresh rosettes - Yeah, the artful way that t...

How could he know so much ? How could he bear such knowledge ? How could he dare to write it in the plays ? What is it Shakespeare'd say if he came back today ? Surely he'd recognize these mortal coils. How do we carry on ? No-one knows where they fit in, no-...

Me holidays on the Southern Sands, Trying to get some fun by way of one night stands... I clocked this girl, thought I'd give her the chat - One of them Swedish blonde types And I've always fancied that. I showed her me Polaroid. She said "I like it, wi...