Song | The Great Experiment |
Artist | Peter Hammill |
Album | Enter k |
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"Is that all there is to it," he asks, | |
"no more conjecture or controversy? | |
Don't think I could go through it, | |
I couldn't live with the memory. | |
Now is the hour, it comes eventually; | |
how great the power as it falls on me!" | |
He's raising his sense of occasion to the limit. | |
(The big moment is coming up.) | |
Practised, his sense of evasion... or is it? | |
(No sidestep or dummy run.) | |
Craving a certain indulgence – would you give it? | |
Would you give it in time? | |
Treading water, making waves | |
from the cradle to the grave; | |
home by a whisker – close shaves! | |
I'm waiting, what I said I meant: | |
no faking The Great Experiment. | |
I'm waiting, what I said I meant: | |
no faking The Great Experiment. | |
Near the end of the reel now, | |
he's hanging on by his fingertips. | |
He knows how it feels; | |
at last the kiss of unearthly lips. | |
Now is the hour to get a tighter grip. | |
How great the power as the tide begins to rip! | |
And he's raising his sense of occasion to the limit. | |
(The big moment is coming up.) | |
Practised, his sense of evasion... or is it? | |
(No sidestep or dummy run.) | |
Craving a certain indulgence – would you give it? | |
Would you give it in time? | |
Treading water, making waves | |
from the cradle to the grave; | |
home by a whisker – close shaves! | |
I'm waiting, what I said I meant: | |
no faking The Great Experiment. | |
I'm waiting, what I said I meant: | |
no faking The Great Experiment. | |
I'm waiting – | |
no faking The Great Experiment. |
" Is that all there is to it," he asks, | |
" no more conjecture or controversy? | |
Don' t think I could go through it, | |
I couldn' t live with the memory. | |
Now is the hour, it comes eventually | |
how great the power as it falls on me!" | |
He' s raising his sense of occasion to the limit. | |
The big moment is coming up. | |
Practised, his sense of evasion... or is it? | |
No sidestep or dummy run. | |
Craving a certain indulgence would you give it? | |
Would you give it in time? | |
Treading water, making waves | |
from the cradle to the grave | |
home by a whisker close shaves! | |
I' m waiting, what I said I meant: | |
no faking The Great Experiment. | |
I' m waiting, what I said I meant: | |
no faking The Great Experiment. | |
Near the end of the reel now, | |
he' s hanging on by his fingertips. | |
He knows how it feels | |
at last the kiss of unearthly lips. | |
Now is the hour to get a tighter grip. | |
How great the power as the tide begins to rip! | |
And he' s raising his sense of occasion to the limit. | |
The big moment is coming up. | |
Practised, his sense of evasion... or is it? | |
No sidestep or dummy run. | |
Craving a certain indulgence would you give it? | |
Would you give it in time? | |
Treading water, making waves | |
from the cradle to the grave | |
home by a whisker close shaves! | |
I' m waiting, what I said I meant: | |
no faking The Great Experiment. | |
I' m waiting, what I said I meant: | |
no faking The Great Experiment. | |
I' m waiting | |
no faking The Great Experiment. |
" Is that all there is to it," he asks, | |
" no more conjecture or controversy? | |
Don' t think I could go through it, | |
I couldn' t live with the memory. | |
Now is the hour, it comes eventually | |
how great the power as it falls on me!" | |
He' s raising his sense of occasion to the limit. | |
The big moment is coming up. | |
Practised, his sense of evasion... or is it? | |
No sidestep or dummy run. | |
Craving a certain indulgence would you give it? | |
Would you give it in time? | |
Treading water, making waves | |
from the cradle to the grave | |
home by a whisker close shaves! | |
I' m waiting, what I said I meant: | |
no faking The Great Experiment. | |
I' m waiting, what I said I meant: | |
no faking The Great Experiment. | |
Near the end of the reel now, | |
he' s hanging on by his fingertips. | |
He knows how it feels | |
at last the kiss of unearthly lips. | |
Now is the hour to get a tighter grip. | |
How great the power as the tide begins to rip! | |
And he' s raising his sense of occasion to the limit. | |
The big moment is coming up. | |
Practised, his sense of evasion... or is it? | |
No sidestep or dummy run. | |
Craving a certain indulgence would you give it? | |
Would you give it in time? | |
Treading water, making waves | |
from the cradle to the grave | |
home by a whisker close shaves! | |
I' m waiting, what I said I meant: | |
no faking The Great Experiment. | |
I' m waiting, what I said I meant: | |
no faking The Great Experiment. | |
I' m waiting | |
no faking The Great Experiment. |