Текст песни Modern - Peter Hammill

Jericho's strange, throbbing with life at its heart:
People are drawn together, simultaneously torn apart...
Foundations are shattered in the city
Inside the barricaded doors -----
Hiding behind their walls, lonely as night falls,
Maybe the people are waiting for trumpets...

Babylon's strange, seventh wonder of the earth:
Gardens ablaze in colour, slowly rotting in the dirt
And, with your head on fire, you know you can't really see.
The hanging gardens sing,
But with a hollow ring:
The life is false, its killing me...

Don't look back, or you'll turn to stone;
Look around before your life is overgrown
With concrete slabs!
On your back the searching eyes that stab
Between chintz curtains, glinting,
But never owning to a name -------
Like the inmates of asylums
All the citizens are contagiously
Insane...

Atlantis is strange, the explosion of an age:
No-one really knows what to do, and the city
Is a cage.
It traps in ashen hours and concrete towers,
Imprisons in the social order:
The city's lost its way,
Madness takes hold today...

I can't live under water.

I can't live under water.

I can't live under water.