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This Book - Peter Hammill

"Away from the past, this chance is the last, we are changing completely, we are moving the feast, we are motion. I've seen you become the bride of the sun, you surrender so sweetly, sacrificing yourself"

Time To Burn - Peter Hammill

"Time to burn, we could talk all the problems through... Are the promises still unbroken, do the spoken words still ring true? Oh, and where are you? Time to burn, wakes and weddings, celestial choirs, and"

Der L - Peter Hammill

"Ich liebe Lrm, den Atem-Strom; Lrm hob die Leere auf, die Erdenschwere auf. Der Lrm reit die Tapete glatt von der Wand, der Lrm durchbricht das Mauerwerk wie ein Elefant, der Schall auf Messer's Schneide, die"

Die Prominenz K - Peter Hammill

"Die Prominenz kt sich, wie verbraucht das ist: Eine Schmeifliegenbrut summt und schwrmt rings um den eignen Mist. Die Prominenz kt sich, endet das denn nie? Denn du weit und ich wei, das ist nichts als"

Die Tinte Verlischt - Peter Hammill

"Folg den Instruktionen, Probleme ersten Grads. Wir warten auf ein update, sowas wie die Neuerfindung unsres Rads. Wer macht die Welt so schwer verstndlich? Wer hat das Kennwort ausradiert? Die Stirn in"

Summer Song (In The Autumn) - Peter Hammill

"Summer song in the autumn, for you didn't catch the colour of the falling leaves. So many words have been spoken which you didn't understand and so couldn't believe. And the song that you're humming is"

Viking - Peter Hammill

"Looking out forward over the prow of our long ship, pulling our oars and listening to the foam; helmets and sheepskins salt-damp in the sea-mist: we're going home. Aslak of Langadale, Einar Thorgeirsson, Olaf"

The Birds - Peter Hammill

"Spring came far too early this year: May flowers blooming in February. Should I be sad for the month, or glad for the sky? The birds don't know which way to sing and, my friend, neither do I. Two days"

I Once Wrote Some Poems - Peter Hammill

"I once wrote some poems of stillness and silence, standing by rivers of reflected light; my thoughts were on being loved and yet unloved, too I surrendered to the warmth of the night. And now I feel like"

German Overalls - Peter Hammill

"Mannheim: rainy Saturday with no money nor friend... only Tequila can end the boredom. Try to reach London for a pocket of hope; we're children, we grope in the dark. Hugh spends his last Mark on coffee"

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