Whatever Would Robert Have Said? - Van Der Graaf Generator

I am the suck of air you take

That you’ve had many times before;

I am the blow you try to fake

But which still throws you out the door;

I am the air that fills your lungs

But leaves you emptier below;

I am the void that you can’t explain

But which is where you want to go

Flame sucks between the balls of steel;

Nothing moves, the air itself congeals

Look at the flame if you want to

Hear the sharp crack of the fission

Smell the brief vapour of ozone

Feel static motion

I am the love you try to hide

But which all can understand;

I am the hate you still deny

Though the blood is on your hands;

I am the peace you’re searching for

But you know you’ll never find;

I am the pain you can’t endure

But which tingles in your mind

Flame sucks between the balls of steel;

Nothing moves, the air itself congeals

Look at the flame if you want to

Hear the sharp crack of the fission

Smell the brief vapour of ozone

Feel static motion

I am the joy you really pay for

But which comes completely free;

I am your god on the final day

For the truth is you are me…