LAKE AND PALMER - EL&P
clavicordio, teclados, órgano, piano, sintetizador
- Bajo, guitarra,
guitarra de 12 cuerdas, voces
Just take a pebble and cast it to the sea,
then watch the ripples that unfold into me,
my face spill so gently into your eyes,
disturbing the waters of our lives.
of our memories are lying on your grass;
wounded words of laughter are graveyards of the past.
photographs are grey and torn, scattered in your fields
letters of your mem'ries are not real.
Sadness on your shoulders like a wornout overcoat
in pockets creased and tattered hang the rags of your hope.
the daybreak is your midnight; the colours have all died.
disturbing the waters of our lives, of our lives, of our
of our lives.
Just a step cried the sad man
take a look down at the madman
theatre kings on silver wings
fly beyond reason
from the flight of the seagull
come the spread claws of the eagle
only fear breaks the silence
as we all kneel pray for guidance.
Tread the road cross the abyss
take a look down at the madness
on the streets of the city
only spectres still have pity
patient queues for the
sing the praises of the hallowed
our machines feed the furnace
if they take us they will burn us
Will you still know who you are
when you come to who you are.
When the flames have their season
will you hold to your reason
loaded down with your talents
can you still keep your balance
can you live on a knife-edge.
He had white horses
and ladies by the score
all dressed in satin
and waiting by the door.
Oooh, what a lucky man he was
White lace and feathers
they made up his bed
a gold covered mattress
on which he was laid.
He went to fight wars
for his country and his king
of his honor and his glory
the people would sing.
A bullet had found him
his blood ran as he cried
no money could save him
so he laid down and he died.