Тексты песен «King Crimson»

The wall on which the prophets wrote Is cracking at the seams. Upon the instruments if death The sunlight brightly gleams. When every man is torn apart With nightmares and with dreams, Will no one lay the laurel wreath...

Now...in this faraway land Strange...that the palms of my hands Should be damp with expectancy Spring...and the air's turning mild City lights...and the glimpse of a child Of the alleyway infantry Friends...do they...

Here it comes, here comes another day Another decision on the way Well here it comes, here comes a covered display Of preferences to make Well here it comes, here comes a knock on the door Open it for an opportunity...

Six billion ants crawling on a plate Six million ants crawling on a plate None of them give back as much as they take Six billion ants crawling on a plate Doesn't mean you should just because you can It doesn't mean...

Tears of joy at the birth of a brother Never alone from that time Sixteen years through knife fights and danger Strangely why his life, not mine West side skyline crying Fallen angel dying Risk a life to make a dime...

Facts of Life Six billion ants crawling on a plate. Six billion ants crawling on a plate. None of them give back as much as they take. Six billion ants crawling on a plate. It doesn't mean you should just because you...

Houses iced in whitewash guard a pale shore-line Cornered by the cactus and the pine. Here I wander where sweet sage and strange herbs grow Down a sun-baked crumpled stony road. Dusty wheels leaning rusting in the sun;...

Frame by frame, Death by drowning- In your own, in your own Analysis. Step by step, Die by numbers- In your own, in your own Analysis. Frame by frame, Death by drowning- In your own, in your own...

Happy family, one hand clap, four went by and none come back. Brother Judas, ash and sack, swallowed aphrodisiac. Rufus, Silas, Jonah too sang, "We'll blow our own canoes," Poked a finger in the zoo, punctured all the...

And when I have some words This is the way I'll sing Through a distortion box To make them menacing Yeah, then I'm gonna have to write a chorus We're gonna need to have a chorus And this seems to be as good as any...

I need to feel your heartbeat heartbeat so close, feels like mine all mine I need to feel your heartbeat heartbeat so close it feels like mine all mine... I remember the feeling my hands in your hair hands in your hair...

I ran into a man with whom I had nothing in common I ran into a man with whom I had no...

Said the straight man to the late man Where have you been I've been here and I've been there And I've been in between. I talk to the wind My words are all carried away I talk to the wind The wind does not hear The...

The rusted chains of prison moons Are shattered by the sun. I walk a road, horizons change The tournament's begun. The purple piper plays his tune, The choir softly sing; Three lullabies in an ancient tongue, For the...

KING CRIMSON IN THE WAKE OF POSEIDON Side One PEACE - A BEGINNING 0:48 I am the ocean Lit by the flame I am the mountain Peace is my name I am the river Touched by the wind I am the story I never end...

I do remember one thing. It took hours and hours but.. by the time I was done with it, I was so involved, I didn't know what to think. I carried it around with me for days and days.. playing little games like not...

Indoor fireworks amuse your kitchen staff Dusting plastic garlic plants They snigger in the draught When you ride through the parlour Wearing nothing but your armour- Playing Indoor Games. One string puppet shows amuse...

* Autumn has come to rest In her garden Come to paint the trees with emptiness And no pardon So many things have come undone Like the leaves on the ground And suddenly she begins to cry But she doesn't know why Heavy...

Rome now comes to sit In her garden Mingling the breeze with memories Of a time when There was a room in pale yellow hues Her room with a view Where love made a bed of happiness In muslin and lace Sweet is the voice...

Autumn has come to rest in her garden Come to paint the trees with emptiness and no pardon So many things have come undone, like the leaves on the ground And suddenly she begins to cry but she doesn't know why Heavy...