Shell-Peter Hammill

[ti:Shell] [ar:Peter Hammill] [al:The Calm (After The Storm)] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Shell - Peter Hammill [00:36.23]Turn a card turn a page the action [00:40.26]Sure to start second stage reaction [00:44.18]To illogical thought on random lines [00:48.45]In a Borges dream we move [00:51.41]Toward the writing of lives [00:57.51]Leave it out leave it in no edits [01:01.52]With a shout with a grin I said it [01:05.59]Was a certainty that I'd arrive [01:09.86]In an Escher sketch we walk [01:12.69]Around the drawing of lines [01:18.69]The character uncertainty [01:22.48]As he contemplates his lot [01:27.36]And tries to move with urgency [01:31.34]Though he's rooted to the spot [01:35.90]On the brink on the edge but lately [01:40.09]What I think what I said escapes me [01:44.35]In a flash a tiger burning bright [01:48.41]Does the visionary trance [01:51.62]Obscure the burgeoning night [01:57.04]And she said "What are you doing " [02:05.46]And he said "What do you think " [02:13.19]Oh no what on earth are we doing [02:23.27]The characters procrastinate [02:26.80]On the threshold of the door [02:31.77]There's something here that fascinates [02:35.41]Though the meaning's still unsure [02:38.72]And the plot so thick is it some kind of history [02:44.04]Sketch the thumbnail to the quick [02:47.20]Oh even though it's full of contradiction [02:51.27] [02:52.49]Though it's flawed in the design [02:56.63]This is no fiction it's a lifeline [03:10.55]Here we are there we went full circle [03:13.71] [03:14.50]Shooting stars heaven sent turned turtle [03:18.55]On the beach our shells are left behind [03:22.60]Like a library like a memory [03:25.98]Of our ghost-written lives