Peter Hammill - Modern Lyrics
Jericho's strange, throbbing with life at its heart :people are drawn together, simultaneously torn apart...Foundations are shattered in the cityinside 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 dirtand, with your head on fire, you can't really see.The hanging gardens sing,but with a hollow ring :the life is false, its 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 stabbetween chintz curtains, glinting,but never owning to a name -------like the inmates of asylumsall 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
