Peter Hammill lyrics

Peter Hammill lyrics

"In The Black Room lyrics"

Slipped Through The Cracks lyrics
At the age of 15 your life is defined, it's measured in ounces and gramsThe wisdom of ages is soon pushed away for a crystal that's purchased in dramsNo time for book learnin
I was thinking about thinking but it really didn't get me very far,
so I thought I'd throw a Tarot but I only got the Priestess and the Star.
There's a shadow cast between the future and the past:
the room and I agree to buy some time...
The cards don't tell truth nor lies,
only options and cusp lines
the furniture in the black room.
I've be
American Made lyrics
Give me some antiseptic To wash this headache away Give me a syringe To inject the pain Give me something pretty I hope I'll never be I'd rather be creepy and very st
en thinking abour acid, but, it seem there's not a reason to?believe. I don't make a vital breakthrough and it walks me like a dog upon a lead. It's all unreal and, the way I feel, I'd like to try and make it on my own... Going to the feeling is find: I really have me a good pleasure cruise. But, deep in my mind, I'm no better or worse, just open to the walls. Paint peels
Grouch lyrics
maybe someday things will turn out right for me, maybe someday i am me. maybe someday i can say that i have won. i wonder how that would feel i wonder how that would feel. why do
in the black of my room I'm only talking about myself, ordering my treasure shell, documenting these present feelings as the future sets me reeling... What I'll be is what I am, I'm simply trying not to sham or fake. Use vision as sense and not as crutch! It doesn't mateer all that much; whatever happens we'll all survive. I'm only trying not to pawn my life. When I'm (may
Teddy Bear lyrics
Baby let me be, your lovin' Teddy Bear Put a chain around my neck, and lead me anywhere Oh let me be Your teddy bear. I don't wanna be a tiger Cause ti
be) old and strait-laced, shall I then deny all that I feel? In words of bitter compromise, re-smelt the wrath that's in my eyes like steel? Be a hermit then? Or be a miser? Be a man who hasn't managed yet to write his rules? The Fool? The future holds my hand in the room... Well, then my ghosts shall steer down through the years and lay a hand upon my soul like ice.