• brave albümünde yer alan harika marillion parçası...

    lyrics: hogarth
    music: hogarth/kelly/mosley/rothery/trewavas

    see those people there? they look after me
    this is a photograph of who i might be
    man in a uniform, bride on his arm
    mum always was a fool for money and charm
    he's been talkin' in his sleep again
    sayin' he's sorry, callin' my name
    sayin' how he's so ashamed

    alone again in the lap of luxury

    since it happened i had nothin' to say
    it used to bother them but now it's okay
    mother cleans his dreadful house every day
    scrubbing at the stains that won't go away

    they sent me away to the school in the park
    they said it would be good for me
    i still hear the other kids cry in the dark

    alone again in the lap of luxury
    is there no escape from the lap of luxury

    i don't remember the last time i cried
    i don't remember much except lies
    see the little girl spirallin' down
    this is a photograph of who she is now

    "one day this will all be yours" he said
    tidy your room and straight to bed
    tidy up those thoughts in your head

    alone again in the lap of luxury

    i could be anywhere right now
    if i only had the nerve to leave this house
    maybe somewhere by the sea
    take me somewhere, anywhere please!

    we could make a pillow of sand and sleep
    we could roll
    we could make
    we could see
    we could scream

    far, father, farthest
    oh daddy, you do not do anymore

    for god's sake don't pretend to be concerned
    turn into nightmares in the end
    throw a party for all my friends

    i. now wash your hands

    you give up hope
    you settle down
    with your favourite soap

    now wash your hands
  • eskiye geri dönüşle beraber unutulmak istenilenin tekrar hatırlandığı, derinlerde bir yerde kıstırılmış acı ve nefretin tam anlamıyla açığa çıktığı parçadır... kaçmak için artık çok geçtir... "we could make a pillow of sand and sleep"'le sandman'e gönderme yapar... en sevilen ama en nefret edilen, en yakın ama en uzak, belki de "far, father, farthest"'dan daha iyi anlatılamaz... "you do not do anymore..." sylvia plath'ın daddy adlı şiirinden alıntıdır... babasının tacizlerine mazur kalmış ve daha sonra kocasının da babası gibi olduğunun farkına varmış olan amerikalı şair bu şiiri yazdıktan bir süre sonra intahara teşebbüs edecektir... bu bağlamda albümün temasına bu kadar yakın bir hayat yaşamış olan bir şairden alıntı yapmış olmak pek de rastlantı sayılamaz...

    (bkz: daddy)
  • 1994 yılına ait müthiş parça.
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