Lyrics The Night Watch - King Crimson

Shine, shine, the light of good works shine
The watch before the city gates, depicted in their prime
The golden light all grimy now
300 years have passed
The worthy Captain and his squad of troopers standing fast

The artist knew their faces well
The husbands of his lady friends
His creditors and councillors
In armour bright, the merchant men

Official moments of the guild
In poses keen from bygone days
City fathers frozen there
Upon the canvas dark with age

The smell of paint, a flask of wine
And turn those faces all to me
The blunderbuss and halberd-shaft
The Dutch respectability

They make their entrance one by one
Defenders of that way of life
The redbrick home, the bourgeoisie
Guitar lessons for the wife

So many years we suffered here
Our country racked with Spanish wars
Now comes a chance to find ourselves
Quiet reigns behind our doors
Think about posterity again

So the pride of little men
The burghers good and true
Still living through the painter's hand
Request you all to understand