Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Still Life, artist - Van Der Graaf Generator.
Date of issue: 31.12.1975
Song language: English
Still Life |
Citadel reverberates to a thousand voices, now dumb: |
What have we become? |
What have we chosen to be? |
Now, all history is reduced to the syllables of our name — |
Nothing can ever be the same now the Immortals are here |
At the time, it seemed a reasonable course |
To harness all the force of life without the threat of death |
But soon we found |
That boredom and inertia are not negative |
But all the law we know |
And dead are Will and words like survival |
Arrival at immunity from all age, all fear and all end… |
Why do I pretend? |
Our essence is distilled |
And all familiar taste is now drained |
And though purity is maintained it leaves us sterile |
Living through the millions of years |
A laugh as close as any tear… |
Living, if you claim that all that entails is |
Breathing, eating, defecating, screwing, drinking |
Spewing, sleeping, sinking ever down and down |
And ultimately passing away time |
Which no longer has any meaning |
Take away the threat of death |
And all you’re left with is a round of make-believe; |
Marshal every sullen breath |
And though you’re ultimately bored by endless ecstasy |
That’s still the ring by which you hope to be engaged |
To marry the girl who will give you forever — |
That’s crazy, and plainly |
It simply is not enough |
What is the dullest and bluntest of pains |
Such that my eyes never close without feeling it there? |
What abject despair demands an end to all things of infinity? |
If we have gained, how do we now meet the cost? |
What have we bargained, and what have we lost? |
What have we relinquished, never even knowing it was there? |
What chance now of holding fast the line |
Defying death and time |
When everything we had is gone? |
Everything we laboured for and favoured more |
Than earthly things reveals the hollow ring |
Of false hope and of false deliverance |
But now the nuptial bed is made |
The dowry has been paid; |
The toothless, haggard features of Eternity |
Now welcome me between the sheets |
To couple with her withered body — my wife |
Hers forever |
Hers forever |
Hers forever |
In still life |