Тексты песен «Hammill, Peter»
Hammill, Peter - Out Oyster
This one's authentic, son of a gun, a soundtrack from China in the universal tongue.... The world is our oyster to plunder at will though the palats is jaded by all but the thrill of fish out of water, life in the...
Hammill, Peter - Patient
A system in the making self-healing for the blind, sitting in the waiting-room of the patient mind.... Raging at the illness, when the rage may be it's cause. The purpose of the will is lost in the search for an escape...
Hammill, Peter - People You Were Going To
Your father has just left your mother, gone off to live with his latest lover: she sits there, just staring. So you get back to your own flat because the atmosphere in there is so bad you can't bear it. And the people...
Hammill, Peter - Pompeii
The golden dream, the seat of all decorum, a satellite to match the light of Rome: its silver children chatter in the Forum, the bath-house, and the brothels, and their homes about the latest fashions for their clothes...
Hammill, Peter - Porton Down
Won't here a sound at Porton Down, the clear liquids keep their silence, buried underground at Porton Down the fast form of the final violence. Quite right to be worried about the proliferation of nuclear bombs and...
Hammill, Peter - Re-Awakening
If you catch me running along by the sea, with bare feet in the sand, then you'll know I am dreaming my life out in a way you won't understand. I'm slipping right out of your mind, this I know, and I accept the fact...
Hammill, Peter - Red Shift
Once, all the stars in the sky were bright, now they're red and fading and all the colours we wore, the shades that we bore have moved. And the gold turns to red with no time...
Hammill, Peter - Reprise
We think we're fireproof, we never think that we'll get burned; we think we're fireproof, we never think, so well get burned; we think we're fireproof. Reprieve, reprise. If he got to do it all again would he do it...
Hammill, Peter - Rock And Role
Watch for the silent moments, only waiting to be saved. Wait for the Liemaker; he comes again and sinks his barbs through honesty; roll him over with all possible speed! Don't let him touch you with the candle of his...
Hammill, Peter - Rubicon
I lay down beside you : I am a unicorn, you a virginal maid, and I come in laughing play ---- but, maybe, to be saved. Peer through the backcloth : I am a character in the play, the words I slur are pre-ordained ----...
Hammill, Peter - Shingle Song
You can see in the 1st light that's graced as dawn that there's nothing in my heart but pain as I stand, facing sea, knowing that you're gone all the elements rage to explain that I should really be on my way; but there...
Hammill, Peter - Sign
Wrong drink to order. Suspicion grows, wrong situation... Oh, no-one knows where you've gone to in the pagan night and the neon reflections spread cadmium white. You came here looking for something but this wasn't it,...
Hammill, Peter - Sitting Targets
We can talk about it in the car; we can talk about it with the drive. Keep your eyes on the road up ahead, (don't forget what we said about) staying alive. If we'd been stuck just a few hours more I'd have cracked up,...
Hammill, Peter - Slender Threads
I saw your picture in the Evening Standard: you were wearing your battle dress. I really must confess that I shed a silent smile for you - it had really blown my mind, I wonder, are you still so kind? Are you still so...
Hammill, Peter - Solitude
Silently I rest in the tall green grass and look steadily upwards. Birds sing ceaselessly around me, and the blue of the sky surrounds me strangely. Out here, life is at its essence, and watches the world with innocent...
Hammill, Peter - Something About Ysabel's Dance
In the new hotel on Fiesta Night the staff are bored; Donna Ysabel dances, zombie-like, the guests applaud.... The colour is local, the tourists are tanned the natives are restless and everything's second hand. Places...
Hammill, Peter - Stranger Still
Stranger still in another town, how normal to sit out the dance, eating the good meal by myself, toasting the empty glass; and they're already setting out the next place, already forgetting about the last. No, nothing...
Hammill, Peter - Summer Song
Summer song in the autumn, for you didn't catch the colour of the falling leaves. So many words have been spoken which you didn't understand and so couldn't believe. And the song that you're humming is yesterday's tune...
Hammill, Peter - Summer Song (In The Autumn)
Summer song in the autumn, for you didn't catch the colour of the falling leaves. So many words have been spoken which you didn't understand and so couldn't believe. And the song that you're humming is yesterday's...
Hammill, Peter - Sunshine
Oh, suddenly things begin to come clear in my mind as I look into the land laid bare by your eyes; E-S/M attractions are working behind my thought, I can't help my feelings, the way that my emotions are...