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Out of My Book
by Van der Graaf Generator
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We sat by ourselves, still looking for company;
There could have been peace, but that eluded me -
All I could think of was what was on my mind.
You tried to be kind,
But I blocked your feelings.
Now, senses still reeling, you sit in your quiet room and cry.
You tried to make me one,
But I always hide when there's a glimpse of sun.
Running along in sunlight meadows,
Your eyes were never more than half-closed:
Through fluttering lashes, you watched me watching you.
I tried to be true
To the way that you thought I ought to be
But, in spite of all my efforts,
I failed.
I tried to make you see
But your eyes are blind to all but the bad in me.
What do you think I mean
When I say that I need you?
How am I supposed to seem
When we hit another problem
And the answers are all torn from my book?
Our lives are on paths we just can't control;
We can grow closer as we get old.
Can you imagine us as we adjust?
Can you imagine us
Getting near eighty;
We live more sedately,
Still hoping the dreams will come true?
We'll try to be secure.
But I'm of uncertain mind
And how can I be sure?
How can I be sure?
We sat by ourselves, still looking for company;
There could have been peace, but that eluded me -
All I could think of was what was on my mind.
You tried to be kind,
But I blocked your feelings.
Now, senses still reeling, you sit in your quiet room and cry.
You tried to make me one,
But I always hide when there's a glimpse of sun.
Running along in sunlight meadows,
Your eyes were never more than half-closed:
Through fluttering lashes, you watched me watching you.
I tried to be true
To the way that you thought I ought to be
But, in spite of all my efforts,
I failed.
I tried to make you see
But your eyes are blind to all but the bad in me.
What do you think I mean
When I say that I need you?
How am I supposed to seem
When we hit another problem
And the answers are all torn from my book?
Our lives are on paths we just can't control;
We can grow closer as we get old.
Can you imagine us as we adjust?
Can you imagine us
Getting near eighty;
We live more sedately,
Still hoping the dreams will come true?
We'll try to be secure.
But I'm of uncertain mind
And how can I be sure?
How can I be sure?
