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Van Der Graaf Generator

Genres: Rock

Still Life Lyrics - Van Der Graaf Generator

Citadel reverberates to a thousand voices, now 


What have we become? 

What have we chosen to be? 

Now, all history is reduced to the syllables of 

Our name- 

Nothing can ever be the same: 

Now the Immortals are here. 

At the time it seemed a reasonable course 

To harness all the force 

Of life without the threat of death, 

But soon we found that boredom and inertia 

Are not negative, but all the law we know, 

And dead are will and words like survival. 


Arrival at immunity from all age, all fear and 

All end 

Why do I pretend? 

Our essence is distilled 

And all familiar taste is now drained, 

And though purity is maintained 

It leaves us sterile, 

Living through the millions of years, 

A laugh as close as any tear; 

Living, if you claim that all 

That entails is breathing, eating, defecating, 

Screwing, drinking, 

Spewing, sleeping, sinking ever down and down 

And ultimately passing away time 

Which no longer has any meaning. 


Take away the threat of death and all you're 

Left with is a round of make-believe. 

Marshal every sullen breath and though you're 

Ultimately bored by endless ecstasy 

It's still the ring by which you hope to be 


To marry the girl who will give you forever- 

It's crazy, and plainly 

That simply is not enough. 


What is the dullest and bluntest of pains, 

Such that my eyes never close without feeling it 


What abject despair demands an end 

To all things of infinity? 

If we have gained, how do we now meet the 


What have we bargained, and what have we 


What have we relinquished, never even knowing it 

Was there? 


What thoughts now of holding fast the line, 

Defying death and time? 

Everything we had is gone, 

Everything we laboured for and favoured more 

Than earthly things reveals the hollow ring 

Of false hope and false deliverance. 


But now the nuptial bed is made, 

The dowry has been paid: 

The toothless, haggard features of eternity 

Now welcome me between the sheets 

To couple with her withered body - my wife. 

Hers forever, 

Hers forever, 

Hers forever 

In still life. 

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