Peter Hammill Jeunesse D'oree
The youth are voting with their feet - Such a shame that the dance-beat gets so complicated. Pretty, pretty it seems... On second glance, the look is overrated. In the lost-house there's a magic potion, timeless motion.... Now and again now lasts forever; Jeuness d'oree gliding the lily of pleasure. The youth are voting with their clothes - Such a shame that the hip post is so calculated. Round and round it goes: how careless the rapture that's overstated. In the picture last devotion, waveless ocean - Time and again styles goes out of fashion Jeunesse d'oree taking the heat out of passion! Look at the kid with the golden touch, Check out the story expression; Look at the man with the golden arm and the sensational lesson. Follow-my-leader's a game we can play till we swallow the tail without thinking Catch the hook, tow the line - never mind that we're sinking! The youth are voting themselves in... but the wheel takes a fresh spin and they find, tomorrow, gaudy garments worn thin, all at best rent... and the worst are borrowed. Closing orders, fading nations, dissipation, time and again, time's unforgiving; Jeunesse d'oree gilding the lily of living Now and again, now lasts forever; Jeunesse d'oree gilding the lily of pleasure. ... Cut.
