Тексты песен Peter Hammill

Spitting drops of rain flow down and touch my cheek, intermingling with my tears as I silently weep. Then the fatality of life presses close and probes in my eyes... And I'm cold and hungry tonight. T

So many years ago, I thought you were the one – who knows when people change, surrender into strangeness, adrift upon their lives, encompassed by the past? Who knows which one becomes the last goodbye

Dear Wendy, I still believe the promises we swore upon when we were magic. This came to me as in a dream: my heart was in your hands. Wendy, do you believe in promises? The problem is the boy became a