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• Artiste: Peter Hammill
• Titre: Modern
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Jericho's strange, throbbing with life at its heart People are drawn together, simultaneously torn apart Foundations are shattered in the city Inside the barricaded doors Hiding behind their walls, lonely as night falls Maybe the people are waiting for trumpets Babylon's strange, seventh wonder of the earth Gardens ablaze in colour, slowly rotting in the dirt And, with your head on fire, you can't really see The hanging gardens sing But with a hollow ring The life is false, it's killing me Don't look back or you'll turn to stone Look around before your life is overgrown With concrete slabs On your back the searching eyes that stab Between chintz curtains, glinting But never owning to a name Like the inmates of asylums All the citizens are contagiously insane Atlantis is strange, the explosion of an age No one really knows what to do And the city is a cage It traps in ashen hours and concrete towers Imprisons in the social order The city's lost its way Madness takes hold today I can't live under water