The Siren Song Van der Graaf Generator

[Verse 1]
Letters in pencil, some of them as heavy as lead
As dated as carbon, as black as coal, but burning as red
Clues faintly stencilled: the message, though leeched, is unbled
As secret as marble - as young, as old, as living, as dead
And always that laugh
That comes as though it's from pain:
Though I'm lashed to the mast
Still it hammers round my brain

[Verse 2]
Laughter in the backbone
Laughter impossibly wise
That same laughter that always comes
Every time I flash on that look in your eyes
Which whispers of a black zone
Which'll mock all my credos as lies
Where all logic is done
And time will smash every theory I devise
And the hour-glass is shattered
Only by the magic of your touch
Where nothing really matters...
No, Nothing matters very much!

[Bridge]
So the siren song runs through the ages
Oh, yes, and it courses through my veins like champagne;
And with all the sweet kisses of addiction
It's calling me to break my bonds again