Peter Hammill
Modern [The Margin +]
[Verse 1]
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

[Verse 2: Peter Hammill & someone in the crowd]
Babylon's strange, seventh wonder of the earth -
Gardens ablaze in colour, slowly rotting in the dirt
Oh, yes, and, with your head on fire, you know that you can't really see
The hanging gardens sing
But with a hollow ring:
(The lifе!)
The life is false, it's killing mе....

[Bridge]
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....
[Interlude]

[Verse 3]
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
Oh 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
I can't live under water, oh!

[Outro]
I can't live, I can't live
I can't live under water
*Cheers*