Dark As The Grave

Steve Hackett

Dark as night

Dark as the grave

Dark wherein my friend is laid

Sleepwalkers fill the boulevards

Pretty girls and backward boys

All the voices can be heard

An opera of the absurd



Dark as night

Dark as the grave

Dark wherein my friend is laid

We welcome you

We welcome you

The world of chaos far away

As the crowd of mourners said

Tragedy is nothing new



Dark as night