所属专辑:Nomadness
歌手: The Strawbs
时长: 04:32
Hanging In The Gallery - The Strawbs[00:00:01]
Is it the painter[00:00:19]
Or the picture hanging in the gallery [00:00:21]
Admired by countless thousands[00:00:27]
Who attempt to read the secrets[00:00:31]
Of his vision of his very soul [00:00:34]
Is it the painter[00:00:39]
Or the picture hanging in the gallery [00:00:41]
Or is it but a still life of his own interpretation[00:00:47]
Of the way that[00:00:55]
God had made us in the image of His eye [00:00:56]
Is it the sculptor or the sculpture standing in the gallery [00:01:15]
Touched by fleeting strangers[00:01:23]
Who desire to feel the strength of hands[00:01:26]
That realised a form of life [00:01:30]
Is it the sculptor or the sculpture standing in the gallery [00:01:35]
Or is it but the tenderness with[00:01:44]
Which his hands were guided[00:01:48]
To discard the unessentials[00:01:51]
And reveal the perfect truth [00:01:54]
Is it the actor or the drama playing to the gallery [00:02:11]
Heard in every corner of the theatre of cruelty[00:02:20]
That masks the humour in his speech [00:02:27]
Is it the actor or the drama playing to the gallery [00:02:32]
Or is it but the character of[00:02:40]
Any single member of the audience[00:02:44]
That forms the plot of each and every play [00:02:49]
Is it the singer or his likeness hanging in the gallery [00:03:41]
Tongue black still and swollen [00:03:49]
His eyes staring from their sockets[00:03:52]
He is silent now will sing no more [00:03:56]
Is it the singer or his likeness hanging in the gallery [00:04:01]
Or is it but his conscience [00:04:09]
Insecurity and loneliness[00:04:13]
When destiny becomes at last the[00:04:16]
'Cause of his demise[00:04:20]