(Lake)
Just take a pebble and cast it to the sea,
Then watch the ripples that unfold into me,
My face fills so gently into your eyes,
Disturbing the waters of our lives.
Shreds of our memories are lying on your grass;
Wounded words of laughter are graveyards of the past.
Photographs are grey and torn, scattered in your fields
Letters of your mem'ries are not real.
Wear sadness on your shoulders like a wornout overcoat
In pockets creased and tattered hang the rags of your hope.
The daybreak is your midnight; the colours have all died.
Disturbing the waters of our lives, of our lives, of our lives, lives,
lives, lives...
Of our lives.
This song is out of this world. If you listen hard enough in the middle of the song, you will hear a pebble dropping on a puddle of water. I think it is where you hear Lake playing his guitar softly before they start clapping.
Anyways, this song is truely inspirational.
I love the line: "Disturbing the waters of our lives"
Todays musicians could benefit greatly from studying the proficiency and depth brought to rock by Emerson, Lake and Palmer. These three guys (along with a few others) took rock to another level. Emerson clearly bases some of his rifs on Gershwin preludes, and his formal training sets up a rock-solid foundation for their exceptional musical exploits.
Three chord rock will never die, and music based solely on rhythm is interesting to a point, but that all pales pathetic-perfunctory in comparison to what these guys did.
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