《Hanging In The Gallery》歌词

[00:00:01] Hanging In The Gallery - The Strawbs

[00:00:19] Is it the painter

[00:00:21] Or the picture hanging in the gallery

[00:00:27] Admired by countless thousands

[00:00:31] Who attempt to read the secrets

[00:00:34] Of his vision of his very soul

[00:00:39] Is it the painter

[00:00:41] Or the picture hanging in the gallery

[00:00:47] Or is it but a still life of his own interpretation

[00:00:55] Of the way that

[00:00:56] God had made us in the image of His eye

[00:01:15] Is it the sculptor or the sculpture standing in the gallery

[00:01:23] Touched by fleeting strangers

[00:01:26] Who desire to feel the strength of hands

[00:01:30] That realised a form of life

[00:01:35] Is it the sculptor or the sculpture standing in the gallery

[00:01:44] Or is it but the tenderness with

[00:01:48] Which his hands were guided

[00:01:51] To discard the unessentials

[00:01:54] And reveal the perfect truth

[00:02:11] Is it the actor or the drama playing to the gallery

[00:02:20] Heard in every corner of the theatre of cruelty

[00:02:27] That masks the humour in his speech

[00:02:32] Is it the actor or the drama playing to the gallery

[00:02:40] Or is it but the character of

[00:02:44] Any single member of the audience

[00:02:49] That forms the plot of each and every play

[00:03:41] Is it the singer or his likeness hanging in the gallery

[00:03:49] Tongue black still and swollen

[00:03:52] His eyes staring from their sockets

[00:03:56] He is silent now will sing no more

[00:04:01] Is it the singer or his likeness hanging in the gallery

[00:04:09] Or is it but his conscience

[00:04:13] Insecurity and loneliness

[00:04:16] When destiny becomes at last the

[00:04:20] 'Cause of his demise