Can Utility and the Coastliners - Steve Hackett

作词：Anthony Banks/Phil Collins/Peter Gabriel/Mike Rutherford/Steve Hackett

作曲：Anthony Banks/Phil Collins/Peter Gabriel/Mike Rutherford/Steve Hackett

The scattered pages of a book by the sea

Held by the sand washed by the waves

A shadow forms cast by a cloud

Skimming by as eyes of the past

But the rising tide

Absorbs them effortlessly claiming

They told of one who tired of all singing

Praise him praise him

We heed not flatterers he cried

By our command waters retreat

Show my power halt at my feet

But the cause was lost

Now cold winds blow

Far from the north overcast ranks advance

Fear of the storm accusing with rage and scorn

The waves surround the sinking throne

Singing crown him crown him

Those who love our majesty show themselves

All bent their knee

But he forced a smile even though

His hopes lay dashed where offerings fell

Waitting feel

Nothing can my peace destroy

As long as no one smiles

More opened ears and opened eyes

And soon they dared to laugh

See a little man with his face turning red

Though his story's often

Told you can tell he's dead