Тексты песен «Hammil Peter»

My heart flew in my mouth The moment that your eyes locked mine. I blurted something out Along these lines: We're earthbound But we all long for flight... My heart's worn on my sleeve: I'd offer all I could contrive If...

My, friends, I never really thought you'd go, But, then, we know that's the way it happens here. Now time is like cat's cradle in my hands: We gather up the strands much to slowly The refugees are gone... they take...

Memory extends its empire, holds the frame But blurs the line... some other time invades the sense, A moment caught and lost, second sight. Suddenly I feel you near me worlds away and close as this; One stolen kiss upon...

Hunched in the corner of the dressing-room, Trying to get back to the real... Uh-oh, here they come, ready for their meal: Energy Vampires, crawling out of the wall... They want to steal my vitality, They want to drink...

Check the honesty of what's on offer, True detective or a fake fakir? All the evidence is circumstantial -as mud the evidence is clear. Paranormal the investigation - Where do things go when they disappear? All the...

Hope by and by, hope by and by - Motes in the eye, portcullis is shut, a skull isn't much of a castle to live in When the change is going to come, The change has got to come. Explosions in the brain attest to it...

With my face drained of colour And my brain of blood Like Billy Budd I'm lashed to the grating; With senses growing duller And with quaking heart I make a start At temperature equating And my lungs suck useless air...

Streets half-familiar that I once called home... The breath of phantoms now fogs the light; The skin I shuffled strangely outgrown. Fallen, the city of night Lost geographics of mortar and lime Formed the arena for...

I see What isn't there and what might be: All the pages falling open. Out of my grasp The future floods my fingers: The blood that binds the bone For us a given, unforgiving known. All I've known unknowing Although I'm...

He casts himself as an adventurer, All foot on floor and hell for leather; She never told him what he meant to her- Perhaps that's for the better. She's never clearly seen dividing lines Between real life and parts...

There's a smokescreen on the horizon, Fireships under sail tonight.... Here's the Armada of Souls, Here's the flotilla from God knows where: From gopher-wood to the last of the ironclads In common concert they send up...

Everything clumsy slow-motion, I look for the source. Buildings loom up like icebergs On collision course. I don't want to go in there, I just want to be alone, Unpick the stitches of time In London In the no-go zone...

Where are all the joys of yesterday? Where, now, is the happiness and laughter that we shared? Gone, like our childhood dreams, aspirations and beliefs -- Time is a thief, and he ravages our gardens, Stripping saplings,...

There's no time for dull regrets No-one underwrites your debts. No satisfaction guaranteed, But this much I believe we make the lives we lead. Best foot forward, face the day As the moment slips away Like a whisper on...

Besieged in the battlements of Babylon, Still looking for the hat-peg to hang your head upon - Now you've found a place you think is Avalon: you can talk to anyone here. You can throw your arms around your nearest...

He'll be young forever if he keeps this up... So the bedroom playboy's never going to grow up. The heart is a secret garden To which there are no short cuts. Only green young fingers make the garden bloom; For the...

All men are born equal at the moment they arrive... Check the limbs and senses we require to survive. But some come deaf and dumb and blinded, some have damage to their brains: parents constantly reminded That they'll...

Fuelled by alcohol, Shooting out the words like a rocket, Like a prophet out of Babylon Method acting the absurd... Shoot me those highballs Till I'm lit up like I'm plugged in a socket; Lock me eyeball to eyeball,...

Here it comes up on the screen, The propaganda of the military-industrial machine. By now we find there's little choice: When our masters tell us 'smile' we rejoice. With the nuclear shield safely in place We're assured...

This is no time to hesitate, The line slips into overload; The mixture too thick, The touch too close to the motherlode. Time - there's so little time To do anything that's not useless... You tried for a little while...