Here at the glass - all the usual problems,
all the habitual farce.
You ask, in uncertain voice, what you should do
as if there were a choice
but to carry on miming the song
and hope that it all works out right.
Tonight it all seems so strange -
my spirit feels rigid,
my body deranged;
still that's only from one point of view
and we can't have illusion between me and you,
my constant friend, ever close at hand -
you and the undercover man.
I reflect: 'It's very strange to be going
through this change
with no idea of what it's all been about
except in the context of time...'
Oh, but I shirk it, I've half a mind
not to work it all out.
Is this madness just the recurring wave
of total emotion,
or a hide for the undercover man,
or a litany - all the signs are there
of fervent devotion -
or the cracking of the dam?

It's cracked; smashed and bursting over you,
there was no reason to expect such disaster.
Now, panicking, you burst for air,
drowning, you know you care
for nothing and no-one but yourself

Sing with the song of Van Der Graaf Generator, The Undercover Man lyrics!

and would deny even this hand which stretches out
towards you to help.
But would I leave you in this moment
of your trial?
Is it my fault that I'm here to see you crying?
These fantom figures all around
you should have told you,
you should have found out by now,
if you hadn't gone and tried to do it all by yourself.

Even now we are not lost: if you look out
at the night
you'll see the colours and the lights seem to say
people are not far away, at least in distance,
and it's only our own dumb resistance
that's making us stay.
When the madness comes, let it flood on down
and over me sweetly,
let it drown the parts of me weak and blessed
and damned,
let it slake my life, let it take my soul
and living completely,
let it be who I am.

There may not be time for us all to run
in tandem together -
the horizon calls with its parallel lines.
It may not be right for you to have and hold
in one way forever
and yet you still have time,
you still have time

van der graaf generator

Artist Information

Profile:	Formed in the UK, 1967 by Peter Hammill, Chris Judge-Smith and (now deceased) Nick Pearne. After a period of activity during the 1970s, the band broke up (although not for the first time) in 1978, seemingly for good. The "classic" line-up of Hammill, Guy Evans, Hugh Banton and David Jackson, reformed the band again in 2004 and have since released a new studio album "Present".
Albums / OSTs:	an introduction (from the least to the q godbluff h to he who am the only one pawn hearts still life the aerosol grey machine the least we can do is wave to each othe vital (live) world record Click here to view All Albums and Song Lyrics of Van Der Graaf Generator!