The Incredible String Band - The Actor lyrics
[The Incredible String Band - The Actor lyrics]
The actor leaves the stage with
A rose in his hand
He settles in the back seat
His thoughts are like fine sand
Driven through the rain swept streets
Casting a melancholy stare
Upon two enraptured lovers kissing
Without a care
The dreams of an actor spill slowly by
Like the thoughts of a dreamer or
The casting of a die
Talking to gay fellows of the
Follies on which they perch
But he saw a lovely lady beneath
The arches of a church
Cigarettes in the airless twenties
And an estate well filled with dust
In the evening reading Swinburne
Eating mightily with some false lust
But a kiss was what we found
What we found, what we found
On damp but friendly ground
The lady wore no makeup but
She stood like a swan thin body of a dancer
Her dress was quietly torn her eyes
They searched his distant heart that
Lingered in the ram
But his friends caught his iron gaze
And carried it away again
Broken hearted in the loveless twenties
Where a wink was like an embrace
Making love on blue Fridays
From across some foggy space
But a kiss was what we found
What we found, what we found
On damp but friendly ground
Tea was like a mirror
A reflection never there
His thoughts upon that ring of love
That burned upon her stare
Her eyes, her lips, her chin, her grace
The rain upon her hair
Thus it gripped his white-gloved heart
Oh can anyone be so fair
Untied in the breezy twenties
With a hand held in my hands
Bearing my heart to the hallowed spires
Of this quiet and ancient land
For a kiss was what we found
What we found, what we found
On damp but friendly ground
A rose in his hand
He settles in the back seat
His thoughts are like fine sand
Driven through the rain swept streets
Casting a melancholy stare
Upon two enraptured lovers kissing
Without a care
The dreams of an actor spill slowly by
Like the thoughts of a dreamer or
The casting of a die
Talking to gay fellows of the
Follies on which they perch
But he saw a lovely lady beneath
The arches of a church
Cigarettes in the airless twenties
And an estate well filled with dust
In the evening reading Swinburne
Eating mightily with some false lust
But a kiss was what we found
What we found, what we found
On damp but friendly ground
The lady wore no makeup but
She stood like a swan thin body of a dancer
Her dress was quietly torn her eyes
They searched his distant heart that
Lingered in the ram
But his friends caught his iron gaze
And carried it away again
Broken hearted in the loveless twenties
Where a wink was like an embrace
Making love on blue Fridays
From across some foggy space
But a kiss was what we found
What we found, what we found
On damp but friendly ground
Tea was like a mirror
A reflection never there
His thoughts upon that ring of love
That burned upon her stare
Her eyes, her lips, her chin, her grace
The rain upon her hair
Thus it gripped his white-gloved heart
Oh can anyone be so fair
Untied in the breezy twenties
With a hand held in my hands
Bearing my heart to the hallowed spires
Of this quiet and ancient land
For a kiss was what we found
What we found, what we found
On damp but friendly ground