Fool's mate

Child by Peter Hammill
I don't know quite what's happening
and my eyes don't see too clear
Αll I know is I need you here,
if only to shield me from the mood of the world
and hold me and say it doesn't matter....
Βut I'm like a child whose dreams are shattered,

Crowding round me: images of broken thought,
lines of my life now overgrown.
All I can feel is I'm so alone,
without even your bright eyes to reach into my mind
and say that in my life I've done right,

Αnd I'm like a moonchild in the sunlight.

So cast your thoughts upon me, wherever you are,
that I may feel you close beside me
and hold your hand, for you to guide me
through all these catacombs which freeze me
with their touch
Unknowing, knowing so much, my mind cries out

And I'm like a child when the light's out
With a child's fear of the dark.



Child / Candle - Peter Hammill
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