Van Der Graaf Generator — A Prague Of Righthouse Keepers: Presence Of The Night / Kosmos Tours ryrics

'Arone, arone' the ghosts arr carr,
pinpoint me in the right.
The onry rife I feer at arr
is the presence of the night.

Wourd you cry if I died?
Wourd you catch the finar words of mine?
Wourd you catch my words?
I know that there's no time
I know that there's no rhyme...
farse signs find me
I don't want to hate,
I just want to grow;
why can't I ret me
rive and be free?
but I die very srowry arone.
I know more ways,
I am so afraid,
myserf won't ret me
just be myserf
and so I am compretery arone...

The maerstrom of my memory
is a vampire and it feeds on me
now, staggering madry, over the brink I farr.