Diminished Songtext
von Peter Hammill

Was it only my imagination?
Or were we once agreed in full accord
That we would meet in time for reconciliation
For the scratching of old debts
And the setting of old scores?


Once upon a time you think you′ll live forever
Only goes to show in truth
That you don't even know you′re born

Round and round we trod our trill, diminished circles
Measured out our days in pleasantries
What treasures we foreswore

It was only my imagination
I thought I'd got away with what I'd done before
I′m unprepared for this investigation
I′m so scared of what's in store

I′m so scared of what's in store