Van Der Graaf Generator Into A Game
I never thought it could come to this, as you sit there crying, hanging on with your fingertips to something that's already dead. Now we're into a game and it's all a bit strange. Once on a time we were sincere; now, we're acting charades, hiding behind cracked images from other people's stages; now, we're into a game, and it's all a bit strange, but familiar, too... the rules never change; I know it, but do you? I've seen it all before, and this play no longer moves me, but the closing of a door is never easy.