Under Cover Names - Peter Hammill

作词：Peter Hammill

作曲：Peter Hammill

No thanks for the memory

No thanks at all

No way we can wipe the slate or contrive escape

From the names we're called

No thanks for the memory

Here it comes again

This life running on the spot

Though we hide a lot

With our cover names

We can no more change the past than shed our skins

But we keep on thinking that we might go someplace

Where not a soul knows what has gone before

With such headfuls of selfaccusation

That we don't even know our own names anymore

No thanks for the memory

No thanks

Call them by a different name and turn about

We can no more change our spots than wash them out

No thanks for the memory

Locked in the frame

No way we can change the pattern of things that happened

Under cover names

And we keep on skirting round the true confession

With fresh identities and bestlaid plans

And we keep on working to outreach the shadow

But the shadow will outrun the man

With such headfuls of selfaccusation

That no pseudonyms can hide our shame

Lost in a jungle of our own creation

Lost in a labyrinth of cover names

We can no more change the past than live again

We can no more shed our skins than know our real names

Nobody knows our real name

Nobody knows their real name

We hide under cover names

No thanks for the memory