Текст песни hammill peter - Traintime
hammill peter - Traintime слова песни
Along the track the wires are hummingin bursts of code like far-off drums....Fathering the message:further up the linesomeone`s shoutingdown the passage of time.The corridor restrains the window,no view without the eye within....bold upon the thresholdbut holding on the linewe`re shoutingdown the passage of time.Relatives speak on the phone, on the train,talking before they have thought to explain;Voices pitched wildly on tracks in the nightcan`t pick the pace up -Oh let there be light!How light becomes the soul!You know yourself the centre of attention,You see yourself the locus of event...I`m sorry if it`s painful quarrying the line,stage centre, shouting down the passage of time.The corridor retains it`s shadows,it`s secrets compartmentalised....damping down on ambience,damp the teeth and grind,shouting down the passage of time!What`s there to see or make clear?What`s there to knowwhen the voice is right here?What`s there to promise or vow?What`s to believe when the time is right now?Relatives spoke on the phone, on the train,talking before they had sought to retain;Voices projected, spears in mid-flight,frozen forever...Oh let there be light!