Peter Hammill - Faculty X lyrics

Hope by and by, hope by and by – motes in the eye, portcullis is shut... a skull isn't much of a c-c-castle to live in when I know that the change is going to come, the change has got to come. Explosions in the brain attest to it. evolution down the drain – let all the rest do it. Oh yeah, the only result is cumulative drek. It won't be the drug, it won't be the s**, it's got to be the Faculty X. Looking for a method, I play a straight bat, throw away the chances to slip. Yeah, you talk about the average – I don't care about that and my words are only giving me lip when I know that the change has got to come, the change has got to come, or what am I living for? Or why am I here? I'm running, I give in more, far away from the near. Go meta-physical world, the sign that protects. It wasn't the last, it won't be the next, it's Faculty X. Reading seers, sages, prophets, obscurantist tracts, draining the elixir to the dregs; active yeast in the bottom is on the attack and it leaves me without any legs to stand on. Still I hope that the change will come. Meanwhile I don't know, I think I'll have to go, go for the governing body my consciousness elects. It won't be so clear, it won't be direct, it's all that I fear, it's all I suspect and I'll disappear in Faculty X. I pluck all these characters out of thin air, I push them down into the lungs; I infuse them with meaning as much as I dare. Stretch out for the shoreline and wait for the wave...