Текст песни The ConstruKction of Light (Live) - King Crimson
Pain
day
sky
beauty
die
black
joy
Love
empty
day
life
die
pain
passion
Joy
black
day
hate
beauty
die
life
Joy
ache
empty
day
pain
die
love
Passion
joy
black
light
And
if
God
is
dead,
what
am
I
A
fleck
of
dirt
on
the
wing
of
a
fly
Hurtling
to
earth
Through
a
hole
in
the
sky
A
hole
in
the
sky
And
if
Warhol's
a
genius,
what
am
I
A
speck
of
lint
on
the
penis
of
an
alien
Buried
in
gelatin
Beneath
the
sands
of
Venus
Time
sun
hurt
trust
peace
dark
rage
Sad
white
rain
sun
anger
hurt
soft
Trust
night
rage
rain
white
hope
dark
Sacred
sun
time
trust
hurt
rage
anger
Rain
white
light
And
if
a
bird
can
speak,
who
once
was
a
dinosaur
And
a
dog
can
dream;
should
it
be
implausible
That
a
man
might
supervise
The
construction
of
light
The
construction
of
light
Pain
day
sky
beauty
black
die
joy
Love
empty
time
sun
hurt
trust
peace
Dark
rage
sad
white
rain
hate
anger
Hope
sacred
passion
life
night
ache
soft
Light
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