The Siren Song (2005 Digital Remaster)

The Siren Song (2005 Digital Remaster) - Van Der Graaf Generator

Letters in pencil

Some of them

As heavy as lead

As dated as carbon

As black

As coal but burning as red

Clues faintly stencilled

The message though leeched is unbled

As secret as marble

As young

As old as living

As dead

And always that laugh

That comes as though it's from pain

Though I'm lashed to the mast

Still it hammers round my brain

Laughter

In the backbone

Laughter

Impossibly wise

That same laughter that comes

Every time I flash on that look in your eyes

Whispers

Of a black zone

Which'll mock all my credos as lies

Where all logic is done

And time will smash every theory I devise

And the hour glass is shattered

Only by the magic of your touch

Where nothing really matters

No nothing matters very much

So the siren song runs through the ages

And it courses through my veins like champagne

And with all the sweet kisses of addiction

It's calling me to break my bonds again

Future memory exploding like shrapnel

Some splinters escape on my tongue

Some of them scar comprehension

Beneath the scab they burn but the wound becomes numb

And always the song draws me forward

Rejoicing in the search and the prayer

Bored with all but the mad

The strange

The freak the impossible dare

Still your laugh chills my marrow

Till I embrace it on my knees

When the mast becomes a flagpole

What becomes of me

What becomes oh what becomes of me