Marillion - The Web Lyrics
(derek disck/steve rothery/ pete trewavas/ micheal pointer/mark kelly/brian jellyman)The rain auditions at my windowIts symphony echoes in my wombMy gaze scans the walls of this apartmentTo rectify the confines of my tombIm the cyclops in the tenementIm the soul without the causeCrying midst my rubber plants, ignoring beckoning doorsClippings from ancient newspapers lie scattered cross the floorStained by the wine from a shattered glassMeaningless wordsYellowed by timeFaded photos exposing painCelluloid leeches bleeding my mindChrist, youve finished playing hangmanYouve cast the fateful diceAdvice, advice, advice me, this shroud will not sufficeAnd thus begins the webAttempting to discard these clinging memoriesI only serve to wallow in our pastI fabricate the weave with my excusesIts strands I hope and pray shall lastOh please do lastOh please do lastThe flytrap needs the insectsIvy caresses the wallNeedles make love to the junkiesThe sirens seduce with their callConfidence has deserted me, with you it has forsaken meConfused and rejected, despised and alone, I kiss isolation on its fevered browSecurity clutching meObscurity threatening meChrist, your reasons were so obvious as my friends have qualifiedI only laughed away your tears, but even jesters cryBut even jesters cryI realise I hold the key to freedomOh I cannot let my life be ruled by threadsThe time has come to make decisionsThe changes have to be madeI realise I hold the key to freedomI cannot let my life be ruled by threadsThe time has come to make decisionsThe changes have to be madeNow I leave youThe past does have its sayYoure all but forgottenA mote in my heartDecisions have been madeTheyve been madeDecisions have been madeIve conquered my fears, all my fearsThe flaming shroud, the flaming shroudThus ends the web, the web, the web, the web, the web
