Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song In The End , by - Peter Hammill. Song from the album Chameleon In The Shadow Of The Night, in the genre ПопRelease date: 31.12.2005
Record label: Virgin
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song In The End , by - Peter Hammill. Song from the album Chameleon In The Shadow Of The Night, in the genre ПопIn The End |
| I promise you, I won’t leave a clue: |
| no tell-tale remark, no print from my shoe. |
| Still a steady trail to the water’s edge — |
| I will keep my pledge to the end; |
| I intend to go free |
| No more rushing around, no more travelling chess; |
| I guess I’d better sit down, you know I do need the rest… |
| Yes, it’s time to resign with equanimity and placidity |
| from the game. |
| I can’t explain; |
| I can’t relate… |
| Have I done it all too late? |
| Now is the time for the commission to report; |
| till lately, I thought: I’d been planted. |
| Trying hard to make it all come real, |
| permission to feel is ungranted. |
| But, now it’s happening, I’d like to keep it private if I can; |
| last words, last look, make a final stand. |
| Now my number’s come up on the Pools, |
| guess I’ll board Titanic for a cruise… |
| Now is the time to make my status clear, |
| too late, I fear, and lonely, |
| as friends and enemies traverse the stage, |
| all in a rage disown me. |
| And all the pip-props shatter into dust about my ears; |
| memory and conscience, hope and fear. |
| As I crawl out further on the limb |
| something tells me I am crawling in to unknown prophecies and lives — |
| the rainbow’s end is hemmed around with knives… |
| As I stand on the boards and the stage lights grow dim, |
| shall I go out of doors, or shall I maybe go in? |
| Have I reached the point when I should take my cue |
| and follow you and your signs? |
| I can’t remember my line |
| at the prompter cat calls |
| and the cards all fall |
| in the strike |
| All the pages are thin, all the corners are curled. |
| Does the starshine fall in through my window on the world? |
| or am I living our (the seeds of doubt) a chronicle of revenge? |
| The willow bends |
| as do my hands — |
| do your understand? |
| And will you still be my friend in the end? |
| … When my mouth falls slack |
| and I can’t summon up another tune, |
| shall I then look back and say |
| I did it all |
| too soon |
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