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letra de now lover - peter hammill

in the here and now…
between sensation at the nerve-ends
and arrival of information at the cortex
time elapses
so, you see, each time we touch
we did so in the past

now, lover
slicing through time in a perfect curve
due for a moment of energy;
somehow we’ll get what we most deserve
in the here and now

in the here and now
although completely different people
in the moments before and after having s-x
we are time-locked
cracked, forgotten statues, we are strangled in the undergrowth
lost in ancient magic, we are motion, we are wonderful flow
we are time-locked
unknowing of the code
but addicted to the pulse

now, lover
melt in the crucible, flesh and blood
bodies consumed by the catalyst
somehow we’ll raise our sights from the mud
we are always now
we are always now!

if we were always here and now
instead of slightly, now and then…
so immaterial, so lost, embracing all the grace
that comes before the fall

if we were always here and now
electric shiver in the spine
how could we turn away, see life as grey and drab?
how come we don’t see what we have?

if we were always here and now
soul to soul and skin to skin…
is it some kind of make-believe
is it some kind of dream we’re in
with a mint copy of original sin?

in the here and now
between sensation at the nerve-ends
and the arrival of information at the cortex
time elapses

cracked, forgotten statues, we are strangled in the undergrowth;
lying on the mattress of the magic and the wonderful
nothing really matters as we’re sucked in by the undertow…
we are motion, we are feeling, we are now!

although completely different people
in the moments before and after having s-x
we are time-locked, we are time-locked…
though we know each time we touch
we did so in the past

now come on, come on, lover
slicing through time in a perfect curve
due for a moment of energy…
somehow we’ll get what we most deserve
in the here and now
melt in the crucible, flesh and blood
bodies consumed by the catalyst
surrender to nothing, welcome the flood
of the here and now
slicing through time in a perfect curve
due for a moment of energy
somehow we’ll get what we most deserve;
melt in the crucible, flesh and blood
bodies, consumed by the catalyst
surrender to nothing
nip the thought in the bud
we are always now
we are always now!

if we were always here and now…

- peter hammill

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