The Sphinx In The Face (BBC Peel Session) - Van Der Graaf Generator

I remember what it felt like at seventeen:

I was a cat, a snake, a lizard, a mouse…

Still got an interest in the limousine

And a spouse and a brat

Country house, London flat

I’m gonna head for the island when the summer’s out

I’m gonna do all the stuff that I can

Drink like a fish in a waterspout —

I’m a fan of the flow

It began long ago

I’m a man who should know

It doesn’t stop

There’s so much to remember

So much to forget:

We’re all in the possession of the future tense

But don’t know it yet

The flesh comes through the spirit

The spirit through the flesh…

We look the Sphinx in the face for answers

And, of course, we’re really not impressed

We’re caught between age and beauty

Experience and youth

So we feel the need acutely

For any kind of Truth

Oh, but we get copped some days

Caught between options we’ve failed to play

Such wasted chance

So I join the wastrel’s dance:

It has slow as well as fast movements

And any change must be an improvement

On simply fossilizing, standing still

I got a steady vocation for the Quiet Zone

I just can’t wait for the song to be sung

I’m still possessed by the promise of the Pleasure Dome

You’re so young

So old, such a drag to be told

Youre so here, so gone

So near, so wrong, so queer, so strong, so…

Such a drag to be told…