Amnesiac Songtext
von Peter Hammill

I can′t think of anything I did or was doing
I can't seem to get a hold on what′s come to pass
Here with half a mind locked on something else
And half a finger in the glass
Since you ask...

I can't think of anywhere I'd rather be going
In the end every journey′s only pawing the ground
And I′ve half a mind just to jack it in
Oh, but for this torn-off ticket-stub I just found
Since you ask about the shape I'm in
I′ll try my best to pull myself around

Amnesiac, if you say it's so
Amnesiac, what happened long ago, oh now I just don′t know

I can't think of anyone that I′d rather be with


But I don't know why you should want to stick here with me

When I can't even find what was on my mind
For all the holes punched in my memory
It′s a wasteland and I′m terrified
To admit, to let go, to accept I don't know
All those blanks won′t be filled
I'll be found by the chill of the glacier-run
Of what I might have done
Since you last asked about the state I′m in
It seems I lost all grip on where I'm coming from

Amnesiac, does it so plainly show
Amnesiac, as if I didn′t know
Amnesiac, a fade isn't so
Amnesiac...


Amnesiac, amnesiac
Amnesiac, it's a blackout, g′day-o!