Losing Faith In Words Peter Hammill

I just can't see why you can't see what I mean, but I can't make things any plainer, the words get in the way - is that quite what I mean?

Losing Faith In Words (2006 Digital Remaster) Peter Hammill

I just can't see why you can't see what I mean, but I can't make things any plainer, the words get in the way - is that quite what I mean?

Faith Peter Hammill

Each moment is precious those that I spend with you are a prize – I count myself lucky just being alive while you're in my eyes.

Sleep Now Peter Hammill

Somewhere your future friends are lying as you are and your lovers right now are only crying babes in arms oh, the world turns under our feet, our lives are passing by in our sleep.

Vision Peter Hammill

I have a vision of you, locked inside my head; it creeps upon my mind, and warms me in my bed...

If I Could Peter Hammill

Oh, you must be crazy to stay here And I'll be crazy when you go Though there's so much I want to tell you All the words come out too slow I've been locked in my problems You seemed prepared to

Jargon King Peter Hammill

He wants to find some order Quantifying chaos In words that all the children sing. He tabulates the lexicon Vocabulary minimised Bow down to the Jargon King.

Ferret And Featherbird Peter Hammill

Time has come between us: In the passing months I've felt you slip away As your words and mine came like nursery rhymes Till there was nothing left to say.

Sitting Targets Peter Hammill

We can talk about it in the car; We can talk about it with the drive. Keep your eyes on the road up ahead, (Don't forget what we said about) Staying alive.

Summer Song (In The Autumn) Peter Hammill

Summer song in the autumn, for you didn't catch the colour of the falling leaves. So many words have been spoken which you didn't understand and so couldn't believe.

Wilhelmina Peter Hammill

Willie, what can I say to you to hold true in Your changing life? You've come into a cruel World : little girls can lose their way in the Growing night -- I hope you'll be alright.

Stranger Still Peter Hammill

No, nothing could be less strange In entropy No change, no change, no change. No danger in a normal life, Better steady down the adrenalin pump.

Airport Peter Hammill

Believe me, I don't want you to leave me; look in my eyes and you'll see them filled with pain. Imagine just how sad I'll be in some future day when I turn and no longer see your face.

Fogwalking Peter Hammill

I don't want to go in there, I just want to be alone, Unpick the stitches of time In London In the no-go zone.

Fogwalking (2006 Digital Remaster) Peter Hammill

I don't want to go in there, I just want to be alone, unpick the stitches of time in London in the no-go zone.

Birthday Special Peter Hammill

Proffer me the candy, yes, I understand is fine; blow another candle out and throw another line… Birthday girl, I've got something for you, there's ice in the cauldron, look out now; birthday girl, here

After The Show Peter Hammill

He'll be drinking in the cafe on the corner after the show. He's been so many people, he wore them all like poisoned vests, still playing the soliloquy from Hamlet close to his chest.

Dropping The Torch Peter Hammill

We play games and every move is noted down as a subsequent cause and effectively chains our freedom and will to live; we settle in to simple survival, hanging on our pleasures grimly... we must never let

The Comet, The Course, The Tail Peter Hammill

But between our insticts and the lust to kill we bow our heads in submission.

Tapeworm Peter Hammill

When I was a child they made me read Word-daggers of quiver and squirm Now in the stumbling dark I see I am A worm silently fruiting your garden My sister my child night casts ominous Meanings on the purity

Skin Peter Hammill

With your finger on the pulse and your head in the clouds everything's so tactile in your private world, in your little world.

Shell Peter Hammill

Turn a card, turn a page, the action sure to start, second-stage reaction to illogical thoughts on random lines – in a Borges dream we move toward the writing of lives.

The Birds Peter Hammill

In a moment of weakness I embodied the sickness And when everyone winds me up I just can't wind down And the April rain soaks my jokes to a pulp The sun makes my eyes burn And it must be my turn To fly

Pompeii Peter Hammill

The golden dream, the seat of all decorum, a satellite to match the light of Rome; its silver children chatter in the Forum, the bath-house, and the brothels, and their homes about the latest fashions

Not For Keith Peter Hammill

In Germany, his days finally caught him; I won't insult his memory with long-distance grief. Tears and wakes weren't his style: not him, not for Keith.

Breakthrough Peter Hammill

Amen, oh yes, they're Waiting for the breakthrough in time. The visitors hide no aces up their sleeves And the classroom pulses to many different drums.

Crying Wolf Peter Hammill

Silly boy You take all the love and throw it aside To wallow in your sorrow, Expect everyone to know how you feel inside, To forgive and forget come tomorrow Repaying all your debts with uncommon pride

Nadir's Big Chance Peter Hammill

Look at all the jerks in their tinsel glitter suits. pansying around; look at all the nerks in their leather platform boots, making with the heavy sound...

My Experience Peter Hammill

I'll remember last night; I'll look out for the signs; You were caught in the light Ref. Time after time It's been my experience that when the row gets serious A certain silence will fall...

Energy Vampires Peter Hammill

Hunched in the corner of the dressing-room, trying to get back to the real...

Two Or Three Spectres Peter Hammill

"Sod the music," said the man in the suit, "I understand profit and without that, it's no use.

Ophelia Peter Hammill

That token drag on your cigarette, That well-known face in the fire, It could be someone you can't forget, Someone you've learnt to admire.

People You Were Going To Peter Hammill

So you get back to your own flat Because the atmosphere in there Is so bad you can't bear it. And the people you were going to America with Just left on the dawn plane Without you, Without you.

Central Hotel Peter Hammill

Repetition, superstition, singularity, Though every cell in the body has changed The walls move in well-accustomed hilarity - The circuit changes, But the joke stays the same.

Viking Peter Hammill

Looking out forward over the prow of our long ship, pulling our oars and listening to the foam; helmets and sheepskins salt-damp in the sea-mist: We're going home.

You Hit Me Where I Live Peter Hammill

There was something in the conversation, ancient languages were breaking through; I was falling for infatuation – how about you?

Again Peter Hammill

I stretch my hands Clutch vacant laughter In silence and sweet, sweet pain Without demand But with a longing For what will never come again I smell your perfume On the sheets in the morning It linger like

Shingle Song Peter Hammill

You can see in the 1st light that's graced as dawn That there's nothing in my heart but pain As I stand, facing sea, knowing that you're gone All the elements rage to explain That I should really be on

Lost And Found Peter Hammill

On through the ring of changes I'll be at my side in a single bound, lost and found... looking to be lost and found. La Rossa extends her hands - in the morning light the stigmata don't show.

Re-Awakening Peter Hammill

If you catch me running along by the sea, with bare feet in the sand, then you'll know I am dreaming my life out in a way you won't understand.

Open Your Eyes Peter Hammill

I was sitting in the dance-hall, but my mind was far away so when the usherette walked over I didn't know quite what to say. I tried to look cool but I knew that I blew it somehow.

Candle Peter Hammill

the candle, as it's life is bought, as the wick just rolls of and dies; look at the wax-drops as they cease from their goal and the game they were playing loses its joy and the youth which they played in

Sunshine Peter Hammill

Oh, suddenly things begin to come clear in my mind as I look into the land laid bare by your eyes; E-S/M attractions are working behind my thought, I can't help my feelings, the way that my emotions are

Child Peter Hammill

All I can feel is I'm so alone, without even your bright eyes to reach into my mind and say that in my life I've done right, and I'm like a moonchild in the sunlight.

Golden Promises Peter Hammill

Besieged in the battlements of Babylon, Still looking for the hat-peg to hang your head upon - Now you've found a place you think is Avalon: You can talk to anyone here.

Golden Promises (2006 Digital Remaster) Peter Hammill

Besieged in the battlements of Babylon, still looking for the hat-peg to hang your head upon - now you've found a place you think is Avalon: you can talk to anyone here.

The Spirit (2006 Digital Remaster) Peter Hammill

That sharp halogen flash jars the eyeball, the limbs pump in overdrive; the body grows seemingly weaker but the spirit won't be denied.

The Spirit Peter Hammill

That sharp halogen flash jars the eyeball, The limbs pump in overdrive; The body grows seemingly weaker But the s Pirit won't be denied.

Happy Peter Hammill

We walked around and talked a while; In your smile I found that I was happy. I want to tell you; it seems a thing to do; I want to show I truly care.

Solitude Peter Hammill

Silently I rest in the tall green grassand look steadily upwards.Birds sing ceaselessly around me,and the blue of the sky surrounds me strangely.Out here, life is at its essence,and watches the world with