Open Your Eyes Peter Hammill

I had to open my eyes. I told her I was dancing but she didn't seem to hear; she asked if I wanted to learn judo, then she threw me out on my ear before I'd even had time to take a bow.

Vision Peter Hammill

You simply open my mind, and the memories flood on in.

Airport Peter Hammill

Believe me, I don't want you to leave me; look in my eyes and you'll see them filled with pain. Imagine just how sad I'll be in some future day when I turn and no longer see your face.

Sleep Now Peter Hammill

Sleep now: another day in your young lives is done, go to sleep now. Tomorrow brave new worlds will surely come, and trouble deep; you're such a wonder, such a mystery to me.

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

Sitting Targets Peter Hammill

Keep your eyes on the road up ahead, (Don't forget what we said about) Staying alive. If we'd been stuck just a few hours more I'd have cracked up, I'd say.

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

Nobody's Business Peter Hammill

Look out through your dark hair, tell me the colour of your eyes when they're cool; look out through the dark ages and tell me what's covert, transfixing you.

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

Summer Song (In The Autumn) Peter Hammill

You remember the happiness you had as you laughed along in the sun but now your eyes are coming dull, there's a numbness on your tongue....

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.

You Hit Me Where I Live Peter Hammill

You're a duelist in your own fashion, eyes that run me through. You say that it's a mixed blessing, but I should take the gift you give... you hit me where I live.

Shingle Song Peter Hammill

of the seething surf, Beneath the caterwaul of scattered call wind Thoughts and gestures unspoken, unheard And now the dance of rapture begins As the waves rush along across the beach Like you, like your

If I Could Peter Hammill

I can give you That you wouldn't know was fake I know, I just want to be with you There's no show that I can make And in the morning when I wake and find you dressing Well, I know that it's on your

The Spirit (2006 Digital Remaster) Peter Hammill

Yeah, the ash-mark stands out on the forehead as the vacuum sneaks up on the eyes; the body becomes a constant traitor but the spirit won't be denied.

The Spirit Peter Hammill

Yeah, the ash-mark stands out on the forehead As the vacuum sneaks up on the eyes; The body becomes a constant traitor But the spirit won't be denied.

Solitude Peter Hammill

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 innocent eyes

Faith Peter Hammill

Each moment is precious those that I spend with you are a prize – I count myself lucky just being alive while you're in my eyes.

Candle Peter Hammill

So does my mind fly as I fight my thought - and I lose, for I cannot find: sent my eyes long miles, they do not know home!

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

Crying Wolf Peter Hammill

Your excuses are so crappy...

Skin Peter Hammill

With your finger on the pulse and your head in the clouds everything's so tactile in your private world, in your little world.

People You Were Going To Peter Hammill

Your father has just left your mother, Gone off to live with his latest lover: She sits there, just staring.

Just Good Friends Peter Hammill

A casual affair is all that you can spare from your emotional change; a calendar of meetings, strangers on the street the best we ever arrange.

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.

Re-Awakening Peter Hammill

I'm slipping right out of your mind, this I know, and I accept the fact lazily, for I must go into the next field, where grass is green and I'll find peace. Let me sleep! Let me dream! Let me be!

A Perfect Date Peter Hammill

You made the Mount of Venus your Jerusalem, you're marking time as symbol for debate; you hope to find some moment close to infinite, you hope to find a perfect date. A perfect date to hesitate.

Imperial Zeppelin Peter Hammill

Pack your bags, we're leaving earth, where hate is seething; nothing's worth believing.... There's no time, make up your mind! Imperial Zeppelin....

Nadir's Big Chance Peter Hammill

I'm gonna scream, gonna shout, gonna play my guitar until your body's rigid and you see stars.

My Experience Peter Hammill

That look on your face. I'll remember last night; I'll look out for the signs; You were caught in the light Ref.

Sign Peter Hammill

Now she turns her attention And her camera on you: This could be all of the moments That you'll ever live through, Oh, but your heart beats the rhythm Of primeval tattoo...

Pompeii Peter Hammill

I see the tall and bending of your streets but now they echo only leather tourist feet and waking, ashen, grey-blue blinding death your sudden winding-sheet.

Energy Vampires Peter Hammill

"Excuse me while I suck your blood, excuse me when I phone you, I've got every one of your records, man, doesn't that mean I own you?"

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.

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

Lost And Found Peter Hammill

(Put on your red dress, baby. 'Cause we're going out tonight, put on your high-heeled sneakers, Everything's going to be alright?)

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.

Happy Peter Hammill

We walked around and talked a while; In your smile I found that I was happy. I want to tell you; it seems a thing to do; I want to show I truly care.

Birthday Special Peter Hammill

I just wanted to say that I'd like to make this the happiest of all your birthdays and if that means turning the key then I'll turn it with you and there'll be no doubt about the way I agree, Birthday

Two Or Three Spectres Peter Hammill

He knows what eats your heart. That's too bad. Not without blame, either, are the gentlemen of the press: you can talk about the state of music, they will write about your dress.

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?If not now, then certainly sooner or laterwe've got a problem...

Jargon King Peter Hammill

He prescribes the subjectHe proscribes outsidersHis terms have a golden ring.He wants to find some orderQuantifying chaosIn words that all the children sing.He tabulates the lexiconVocabulary minim...

Fogwalking Peter Hammill

Everything clumsy slow-motion,I look for the source.Buildings loom up like icebergsOn collision course.I don't want to go in there,I just want to be alone,Unpick the stitches of timeIn LondonIn the...

Viking Peter Hammill

Five years we roam; now we're going home ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By PETER HAMMILL Lyrics © WINDSWEPT HOLDINGS LLC, CARLIN AMERICA INC, R & M MUSIC PRODUCTIONS INC

I Once Wrote Some Poems Peter Hammill

I once wrote some poems of stillness and silence,standing by rivers of reflected light:my thoughts were on being loved and yet unloved, too -I surrendered to the warmth of the night.And now I feel ...

The Comet, The Course, The Tail Peter Hammill

They say we are endowed with Free Will - at least that justifies our need for indecision.But between our insticts and the lust to killwe bow our heads in submission.They say that no man is an islan...

The Institute Of Mental Health, Burning Peter Hammill

It was the first day of July;no wind breathed in the skywhen a pin-striped suitsaw that the Institute of Mental Health was burning.He stood upon the cornerwhere the sun was warmer...looking across ...

Been Alone So Long Peter Hammill

Been alone so longthat I've forgotten what it's liketo feel somebody next to meand hear her breathing peacefullywhen I wake up at night.Been alone so longthat I've forgotten what to say -if I meet ...

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? If not now, then certainly sooner or later we've got a...