Тексты песен «Hammil Peter»

Ill met, ill starred, the sweat, the scars, the back seat of the car, caught up in the sex, The ties that bind, his thoughts, her mind, why something doesn't connect... The rush, the drool, his push, her pull, the...

I can't think of anything I did or was doing I can't seem to get a hold on what's come to pass Here with half a mind on something else And half a finger in the glass, Since you ask. I can't think of anywhere I'd rather...

Now we sit here in our special place, All wearing our happy faces gladly. Sunlight appears in our world; our joy Has been turned from badness. Now we've moved and left alone And it's easier that way. We are riding on...

Stub towers in the distance, riders cross the blasted moor Against the horizon Fickle promises of treaty, fatal harbingers of war, Futile orisons Swirl as one in this flight, this mad chase, This surge across the...

THE VOICES OF THE HOUSE beams buttresses plaster copings We We corbels bressumers quoins chimney- breath are joists arches wainscot shafts We rise Usher king-posts piers stairs parapets ridge-ribs spandrels banister...

Been alone so long That I've forgotten what it's like To feel somebody next to me And hear her breathing peacefully When I wake up at night. Been alone so long That I've forgotten what to say-- If I meet somebody who...

You're helpless, entranced by the magical Touch of her skin against yours, adrift - What else is there but this? It feels so sweet To fall asleep Beside the one you love Remember this fireside, this quiet room, Embers...

I've got something to say, And it ain't the usual sob-story That you hear every day, I've got something to ask, And I know that now's the time, Now all the rooms of the party are dark. Proffer me the candy, yes, I...

The visitors find the children gone from school: Aged relations sling their guns across the desks... There'll be no break-time for them unless they talk about tomorrow as though it's already on its way. Amen, oh yes,...

Let's begin at the top: There's no reason to think that this will ever stop, So let's go back and start again; In this finite uncertainty we'll circle round and then Sail a craft of self-conviction Across...

When you're fingered by self-doubt, my dear, No-one is innocent or guilty. Chained, your reaction when you're on the spot: The flower of faith is wilting. But if there's something that you've left behind There'll be...

Look at the candle, as it's life is bought, As the wick just rolls of and dies; Look at the wax-drops as they cease from their goal and the game they were playing loses its joy and the youth which they played in runs...

I don't know quite what's happening And my eyes don't see too clear; All I know is I need you here, If only to shield me from the mood of the world And hold me and say it doesn't matter.... but I'm like a child whose...

She like to keep God out of church, Especially when she prays: All in it's place all safely stored For some rogation day.... The paradox is so apparent, The sense absurd, but all too real; The nonsense is arrant But she...

Behind the smile of confidence Somewhere you'll find the wanted man Blank-faced and wary of conversation with himself. Around the ring of confidence They're dancing to a different tune; The others seem so confident, why...

Well, Tommy woke that morning With a headfull of rocks And Sylvia was in shock. The story they'd been faking Had frozen on their lips And fallen through the brush of fingertips And though they packed their bags, Ready...

Ich liebe Lärm, Den Atem-Strom; Lärm hob die Leere auf, Die Erdenschwere auf. Der Lärm reißt die Tapete glatt von der Wand, Der Lärm durchbricht das Mauerwerk wie ein Elefant, Der Schall auf...

Er wünscht sich, du nennst ihn glücklich: Der Original-Self-Made-Mann. Kein Sinn für Horizonte, Für alles, was er nicht vereinnahmen kann. Wieder die alte Geschichte, Und ihr Name muß...

You don't have to say a thing, The silence is sweet; We've been together today In a way we might never repeat. Oh, your head on the pillow, The distance in your eyes - Already you might be Rehearsing the word...

He's a blind man, crouching by the pavement, Only seeing with his third eye, And clutching at the astral shadow Of every passer-by. He's a wise man, trumping all the answers; She's a wild girl, trying to keep his feet...