Тексты песен «Hammil Peter»

When I was a child they made me read Word-daggers of quiver and squirm Now in the stumbling dark I see I am A worm silently fruiting your garden My sister my child night casts ominous Meanings on the purity of my soul I...

Nothing I can say, but this much I can do: If you want I'll stay and be with you. Just let the tears flood down and, yes, I can offer you tenderness. What is gone is gone, it can be no more, So we must move along and...

Just one breath, and it's instant death, It's the Aerosol Grey Machine! Just one breath, and it's instant death, It's the Aerosol Grey Machine! You're walking along the road one day, Up comes a man dressed all in grey;...

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...

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...

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...

Like a wind in the wilderness Like a swell on the ocean Would the spell be unbroken if it was never phrased? She was always the precious child, She was always a strange one, A derangement runs deep down through her...

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...

"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...

Oh, the Sisters of Blindness From the Convent of the Broken Heart, They want to smother it with kindness, They want to tear it all apart. And there's a rock of sterile virtu' In the centre of the bay.... I'm so sorry he...

Indecision and uncertainty Catch you now as they never have before... How come you didn't recognise The revolving door? Are you going to take sides On the chequered floor? It used to be so easy, You saw everything in...

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, or corpse, or dry, But the...

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...

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...

See the old man acting like a fool, Running from the ambulance. When he was a youngster he broke all the rules; Now he says that was just accident. Always he had the feeling he was going to die young, So now he feels...

Letters in pencil, some of them as heavy as lead, As dated as carbon, as black as coal, but burning as red. Clues faintly stencilled: the message, though leeched, is unbled, As secret as marble - as young, as old, as...

At night, this mindless army, ranks unbroken by dissent, Is moved into action and their pace does not relent. In step, with great precision, these dancers of the night Advance against the darkness - how implacable their...

I remember what it felt like at seventeen, I was a cat, a snake, a lizard, a mouse; Still got an interest in the limousine And a spouse and a brat, Country house, London flat. I'm gonna head for the island when the...

At night, this mindless army, ranks unbroken by dissent, Is moved into action and their pace does not relent. In step, with great precision, these dancers of the night Advance against the darkness - how implacable their...

Such distance to the tips of the fingers, The ganglion loom jerks inside; The body grows steadily stranger but the spirit won't be denied. That sharp halogen flash jars the eyeball, The limbs pump in overdrive; The...