The Awakening

歌曲 The Awakening
歌手 Hawkwind
专辑 Space Ritual [live]

歌词

[00:06.10] I would rather the fire-storms of atmospheres
[00:10.50] Than this cruel descent from a thousand years of dream
[00:14.29] Into the starkness of the capsule
[00:17.58] Where two of our crew still lie suspended cool
[00:22.08] In their tombs of sleep.
[00:25.87] The nagging choirs of memory
[00:27.95] The tubes and wires worming from their flesh
[00:31.08] To machinery
[00:33.51] I would have to cut
[00:36.46] Such midwifery is but one
[00:38.23] Function of the leader here
[00:40.71] Floating in a sac of fluid dark
[00:43.50] A clear century
[00:44.56] Of space away from Earth
[00:47.47] While one man stirs from the trauma of his birth
[00:51.87] Attending to the hypno-tapes
[00:54.03] Assuring him that this is reality
[00:58.53] However grim
[00:59.90] Our journey's end
[01:04.22] Landing itself was nothing
[01:06.15] We touched upon a shelf of rock
[01:08.07] Selected by the automind
[01:12.35] And left a galaxy of dreams behind