Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Undercover Man, artist - Van Der Graaf Generator.
Date of issue: 28.02.2003
Song language: English
The Undercover Man |
Here at the glass — |
All the usual problems, all the habitual farce |
You ask, in uncertain voice |
What you should do |
As if there were a choice but to carry on |
Miming the song |
And hope that it all works out right |
Tonight it all seems so strange — |
My spirit feels rigid, my body deranged; |
Still that’s only from one point of view |
And we can’t have illusion between me and you |
My constant friend, ever close at hand — |
You and the undercover man |
I reflect: |
'It's very strange to be going through this change |
With no idea of what it’s all been about |
Except in the context of time…' |
Oh, but I shirk it, I’ve half a mind not to work it all out |
Is this madness just the recurring wave of total emotion |
Or a hide for the undercover man |
Or a litany — all the signs are there of fervent devotion — |
Or the cracking of the dam? |
It’s cracked; |
smashed and bursting over you |
There was no reason to expect such disaster |
Now, panicking, you burst for air |
Drowning, you know you care |
For nothing and no-one but yourself |
And would deny even this hand |
Which stretches out towards you to help |
But would I leave you in this moment of your trial? |
Is it my fault that I’m here to see you crying? |
These phantom figures all around you should have told you |
You should have found out by now |
If you hadn’t gone and tried to do it all by yourself |
Even now we are not lost: |
If you look out at the night |
You’ll see the colours and the lights |
Seem to say people are not far away |
At least in distance |
And it’s only our own dumb resistance |
That’s making us stay |
When the madness comes |
Let it flood on down and over me sweetly |
Let it drown the parts of me weak and blessed and damned |
Let it slake my life, let it take my soul and living completely |
Let it be who I am |
There may not be time for us all to run in tandem together — |
The horizon calls with its parallel lines |
It may not be right for you to have and hold in one way forever |
And yet you still have time |
You still have time |