Lyrics Childlike Faith In Childhood's End - Van Der Graaf Generator
Existence
is
a
stage
on
which
we
pass
A
sleepwalk
trick
for
mind
and
heart
It′s
hopeless,
I
know,
but
onward
I
must
go
And
try
to
make
a
start
At
seeing
something
more
than
day
to
day
Survival,
chased
by
final
death
If
I
believed
this
the
sum
of
the
life
to
which
we've
come
I
wouldn′t
waste
my
breath
Somehow,
there
must
be
more
There
was
a
time
when
more
was
felt
than
known
But
now,
entrenched
inside
my
sett
In
light
more
mundane,
thought
rattles
round
my
brain
We
live,
we
die...
and
yet?
In
the
beginning
there
was
order
and
destiny
But
now
that
path
has
reached
the
border
and
on
our
knees
Is
no
way
to
face
the
future,
whatever
it
be
Though
the
forces
which
hold
us
in
place
Last
through
eons
in
unruffled
grace
We
too
wear
the
face
of
creation
As
anti-matter
sucks
and
pulses
periodically
The
bud
unfolds,
the
bloom
is
dead
- All
space
is
living
history
It
seems
as
though
time
must
betray
us,
yet
we're
alive
And
though
I
see
no
God
to
save
us,
yet
we
survive
Through
the
centuries
of
progress
Which
don't
get
us
very
far
All
illusion!
All
is
bogus
We
don′t
yet
know
what
we
are
Laughing,
hoping,
praying,
joking.
Son
of
Man!
With
lowered
eyes
but
lifting
hearts,
we′re
grains
of
sand
And
though,
in
time,
the
sea
may
claim
us
for
its
own
We
are
the
rocks
which
root
the
future
- On
us
it
grows!
We
might
not
be
there
to
share
it
If
eternity's
a
jest
But
I
think
that
I
can
bear
it
If
the
next
life
is
the
best
Even
if
there
is
a
heaven
when
we
die
Endless
bliss
would
be
as
meaningless
as
the
lie
That
always
comes
as
answer
to
the
question
"Why
do
we
see
through
the
eyes
of
creation?"
Adrift
without
a
course
It′s
very
lonely
here
Our
only
conjecture:
What
lies
behind
the
dark?
Still,
I
find
I
can
cling
to
a
lifeline
Think
of
a
lifetime
Which
means
more
than
my
own
one
Dreams
of
a
grander
thing
than
we
are
Time
and
space
Hang
heavy
on
my
shoulders
When
all
life
is
over
Who
can
say
no
mutated
force
shall
remain?
Though
the
towers
of
the
city
Are
denied
to
we,
men
of
clay
Still
we
know
we
shall
scale
the
heights
some
day
Frightened
in
the...
silence!
Frightened,
but
- thinking
very
hard
Let
us
make
computations
of
the
stars
Older,
wiser,
sadder,
blinder,
watch
us
run
Faster,
longer,
harder,
stronger,
now
it
comes
Colour
blisters,
image
splinters
gravitate
Towards
the
centre
in
final
splendour
disintegrate
Though
the
universe
now
beckons
And
Man,
too,
must
take
His
place...
Just
a
few
last
fleeting
seconds
to
wander
in
the
waste
And
the
children
who
were
ourselves
move
on
Reincarnation
stills
its
now
perfected
song
And
at
last
we
are
free
of
the
bonds
of
Creation
All
the
jokers
and
gaolers
All
the
junkies
and
slavers
too
All
the
throng
who
have
danced
a
merry
tune
Human
we
can
all
be
But
Humanity
we
must
rise
above
In
the
name
of
all
faith
and
hope
and
love
There's
a
time
for
all
pilgrims
And
a
time
for
the
fakers
too
There′s
a
time
when
we
all
will
stand
alone
and
nude
Naked
to
the
galaxies
Naked,
but
clothed
in
the
overview
As
we
reach
Childhood's
End
we
start
anew
And
though
dark
is
the
highway,
And
the
peak′s
distance
breaks
my
heart
For
I
never
shall
see
it,
still
I
play
my
part
Believing
that
what
waits
for
us
Is
the
cosmos
compared
to
the
dust
of
the
past
In
the
death
of
mere
humans,
life
shall
start
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