Artist: King Crimson Album: Larks' Tongues in Aspic (1973) Title: Book of Saturdays
Lyrics Book of SaturdaysIf I could only deceive you Forgetting the game Every time I try to leave you You laugh just the same
'Cause my wheels never touch the road And the jumble of lies we told Just returns to my back to weigh me down. . .
We lay cards upon the table The backs of our hands And I swear I like your people The boys in the band
Reminiscences gone astray Coming back to enjoy the fray In a tangle of night and daylight sounds. . .
All completeness in the morning Asleep on your side I'll be waking up the crewen Banana-boat ride
She responds like a limousine Brought alive on the silent screen To the shuddering breath of yesterday. . .
There's the succor of the needy Incredible scenes I'll believe you in the future Your life and death dreams
As the cavalry of despair Takes a stand in the lady's hair For the fervour of making sweet sixteen. . .
You make my life and time A book of bluesy Saturdays And I have to choose. . . |