Тексты песен «Van Der Graaf Generator»

Oh, the heptagenarians got behind the decks while the skeleton crew went through the motions. It was only the medication that was keeping them erect. Yeh, the devil got the best tunes so god knows what comes next. 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;...

gone is the glory, there's a far distant rumble. The clouds have gathered and exploded now: axes shattered, there is no North or South! Far off, the ice is foundering slowly... the ice is turning to water. The wa ter...

You stare out in yellow eyes larger than my mind; in viscous pools of joy, relaxing, we glide... it's all too beautiful for my mind to bear. and, as we shimmer into sleep, something's unshared. But, seeing the flower...

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...

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

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 marshy...

(Hammill) Horus, the son of Isis, lay in the marshes of Buto, Poisoned by Set. She called out to the High God Ra To kill this evil, that her child may live yet. Casting aside her present fears She called out on the...

(Smith) I was walking in the evening,I was looking for something good, clean, fine, pure, straight, but instead I found the bunker wall and gate. It was open: I was free. I gave a token guarantee, though I later knew I...

(Hammill) "Well what's the harm? It's good clean fun.... why don't you just go on and have another one? When there's hanky-panky in the boardroom, wooly-bully on the farm, what's the harm? It's quite allright - I...

(Hammill) Existence is a stage on which we pass, a sleepwalk trick for mind and heart: it's hopeless, I know, but onward I must go and try to make a start at seeing something more than day-to-day survival chased by...

Day dawns dark, it now numbers infinity. Life crawls from the past, watching in wonder I trace its patterns in me. Tomorrow's tomorrow is birth again. Boats burn the bridge in the fens; the time of the past returns to...

(Hammill) Day dawns dark, it now numbers infinity. Life crawls from the past, watching in wonder I trace it's patterns in me. Tomorrow's tomorrow is birth again. Boats burn the bridge in the fens; The time of the past...

(Hammill) 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...

By this we are all sustained: a belief in human nature and in justice and parity...all we have is the faith to carry on. Imperceptible the change as our votes become mere gestures and our lords and masters determine to...

(Hammill) Time has come between us: in the passing months I've felt you slip away as your words and mine came like nursery rhymes till there was nothing left to say. Distance came between us long ago, as our memories...

Sunday night, twelve weeks before winter, the world is in a smoky haze. Suddenly there appears a rider in the East, brandishing flame. He rides on into the wintry darkness, and brandishes his flame like a...

(Vanblow) I wish that you would set me free forever but the rings on my arms are too deeply...

There's a house with no door and I'm living there at nights it gets so cold and the days are hard to bear inside. There's a house with no roof, so the rain creeps in, falling through my head as I try to think out time...

The city's spread beneath my feet, but not the one that I was after while I've been pounding out this beat the length of the Kudamm. Street legends on the tourist map, a fading script in Gothic, out in the studio...