The Noisy Room - Last Frame (Van der Graaf Generator cover) | Текст песни

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• The Noisy Room
• Last Frame (Van der Graaf Generator cover)

Pretty keen - yes, my hobby keeps me busy;
if I talk to myself, what's the crime?
In the darkroom I am the dealer in space and time
When all memory has mellowed,
When the photograph is yellowed,
Still it never lies.

There you are, your eyes laced with secret
pleasure, saying that you're on the way
to change, devouring in inordinate
measure every divorsion that's arranged.
For every appetite, a cruel attraction,
but there's a panic in your actions;
Oh, I never saw you look so strange.

Fixing memory chemically,
Holding time on the stop-clock,
hanging back from that Last Frame
just in case it doesn't show you
in the way I used to know you...
Oh, I thought you'd always stay the same.
The red light, the silver, the black and the bromide;
The silence, the waiting for overview....
The past seems under-exposed, low tide -
still, the images ghost through,
and you're there in the bath,
which is all this has led to,
and I can't say your path
is a right one to choose....

But then
I only have a negative of you.