Door - Live by Peter Hammill Lyrics

[Instrumental Intro]

[Verse 1]
He's a blind man, crouching by the pavement
Only seeing with his third eye
And clutching at the astral shadows
Of every passer-by

[Verse 2]
He's a wise man, trumping all the answers;
She's a wild girl, trying to keep his feet on the floor
In whispered physical litanies:
Please, stay away from the door

[Verse 3]
Oh, but we're all in this together, he says
It's a three-legged race across the floor;
If only you'd loosen the handkerchief
Then I'd forget about the door

[Verse 4]
Ooh, that feels so much better, he says
Now you forget еverything that I've said beforе
And sit there all by yourself
While I walk through the door
They're a blind man, crouching by the pavement
Only seeing with his third eye
And clutching at the astral shadows
Of the door of a room called 'I'
[Instrumental Outro]

[Spoken Outro]
Door shut, still next time, see you!