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| Pete Atkin sings
The Eye Of The Universe by Clive James and Pete Atkin, [Much more at www.peteatkin.com] |
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I have been where time runs into time And so partaken of the vanished glamour I've seen Atlantis and the perfect crime Felt eloquence replace my mental stammer Seen every evil brought beneath the hammer In this mood all that Faust desired is mine I am the eye with which the universe beholds itself And knows itself divine I have been to see my death prepare Inside a Packard, somnolently cruising A sure-fire way of giving me the air And totting up exactly what I'm losing Found such an end not too far from my choosing I have settled up with Charon at the Styx I am the eye with which the universe beholds itself And knows itself a fix I've crossed an atlas with the Golden Horde Seen all the Seven Cities of Cibola Olympus was a geriatric ward The Promised Land is just the old payola It's all the same shellac, the same Victrola Eternity should have more in the bag I am the eye with which the universe beholds itself And knows itself a drag I have been where age runs into age Have seen the children burned, the slaves in halters The cutting edge is wearing off my rage I leave them their strange gods, their reeking altars And the way the Reign of Terror never falters They were fighting for the right to count the slain I am the eye with which the universe beholds itself And knows itself insane I have seen the gentle meet the savage day In the sunlight on the spandrels of the towers And in the moonlight very far away The honeymoon canoe glide through the flowers And the party left behind go on for hours For a while things were as peaceful as they seemed I am the eye with which the universe beholds itself And knows itself redeemed I am the eye with which the universe beholds itself | |||||
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