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.

Autumn Peter Hammill

I don't understand their ways: Our children amaze me all the time And I often wonder why they make me feel So sad and suddenly old.

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

Nadir's Big Chance Peter Hammill

I've been hanging around, waiting for my chance to tell you what I think about the music that's gone down to which you madly danced – frankly, you know that it stinks.

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

The Comet, The Course, The Tail Peter Hammill

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

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

Stranger Still Peter Hammill

Stranger still in another town, How normal to sit out the dance, Eating the good meal by myself, Toasting the empty glass; And they're already setting out The next place, Already forgetting about the last

Fogwalking Peter Hammill

Everything clumsy slow-motion, I look for the source. Buildings loom up like icebergs On collision course.

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.

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.

Birthday Special Peter Hammill

I've got something to say, and it ain't the usual sort of sob-story that you hear every day. I've got something to ask, and I know that now's the time, now all the rooms of the party are dark.

Airport Peter Hammill

I stand on the tallest building and stare down at the grey runway and the tail-smoke of the Boeing jet that's taking you so far away.

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

Skin Peter Hammill

There's a shiver down the spine of the body map... how come everything gets so physical?

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.

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

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.

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.

Vision Peter Hammill

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

Breakthrough Peter Hammill

The visitors find the children gone from school: Aged relations sling their guns across the desks...

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?

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.

Crying Wolf Peter Hammill

You turn out the lights and sit alone, Trying to pretend that it's anguish, Start at the ring of a telephone, Throw down all your food at the banquet, Keep a close eye on all you own, While leaving it

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.

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.

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?

Central Hotel Peter Hammill

I found myself lying on the balcony, Stripling terror, naked to the bone; The secret asteroid jungle nearly done for me - I saw it all just a moment ago.

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.

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.

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.

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...

Lost And Found Peter Hammill

(Even the wolf can learn, even the sheep can turn, even the frog become at last the prince.)

The Spirit Peter Hammill

Such distance to the tips of the fingers, The ganglion loom jerks inside; The body grows steadily stranger But the spirit won't be denied.

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

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.

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.

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?

Candle Peter Hammill

Look at 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

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.

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

Such distance to the tips of the fingers, the ganglion loom jerks inside; the body grows steadily stranger but the spirit won't be denied.

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

I don't know quite what's happening and my eyes don't see too clear; all I know is I need you here, if only to shield me from the mood of the world and hold me and say it doesn't matter.... but I'm like

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

Jargon King Peter Hammill

He prescribes the subject He proscribes outsiders His terms have a golden ring. He wants to find some order Quantifying chaos In words that all the children sing.

Sign Peter Hammill

Oh, no-one knows where you've gone to In the pagan night And the neon reflections Spread cadmium white. You came here looking for something But this wasn't it, quite.

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