Medley (Parts of ‘A Plague of Lighthouse Keepers’ and ’The Sleepwalkers’) [Live]
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Medley (Parts of ‘A Plague of Lighthouse Keepers’ and ’The Sleepwalkers’) [Live]
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[(i) A Plague of Lighthouse Keepers] [(a) Eyewitness] [Instrumental Intro] [Verse 1] Still waiting for my saviour Storms tear me limb from limb My fingers feel like seaweed I'm so far out I'm too far in On the table lies blank paper But my tower is built on stone I only have blunt scissors I only have the bluntest hone I've been the witness, and the seal of death Lingers in the molten wax that is my head [Verse 2] I prophesy disaster And then I count the cost I shine but, shining, dying I know that I am almost lost No time now for contrition The time for that's long past The walls are thin as tissue And if I talk I'll, I'll, I'll crack the glass So I only think on how it might have been But I'm locked in silent monologue, in silеnt scream [Verse 3] I'm much too tired to speak And, as thе waves crash on the bleak Stones of the tower, I start to freak And find that I am overcome [Break] [(b) The Clot Thickens] [Verse 4] Where is the God that guides my hand? How can the hands of others reach me? When will I find what I grope for? Who is going to teach me? I am me, me are we, we can't see Any way out of here Crashing sea, atrophied history Chance has lost my Guinevere, ah! [Instrumental] [(ii) The Sleepwalkers] [Instrumental] [Verse 5] Tonight, before you lay down to the sweetness of your sleep Oh, do you question your surrender to the drop from Lover's Leap Or does the anaesthetic darkness take hold on its very own? Does your body rise in service with not one dissenting groan? These waking dreams of life and death In the mirror are twisted and buckled; Lashes flicker, a catch of breath Skin whitening at the knuckles The army of sleepwalkers shake their limbs and are loose And though I am a talker, I can phrase no excuse Not to rise again In the chorus of the night-time I belong And I, like you, must dance to that moonlight song And in the end I, too, must pay the cost of this life If all is lost none is known And how could we lose what we've never owned? Oh, I'd search out every knowledge that I could find Unravel all the mysteries of mind If I only had time If I only had time But soon my time is ended, ended Soon my time is ended [Instrumental]
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- Peter Hammill