Bubble(其他) - Peter Hammill

There's no reason to think that this will ever stop
So let's go back and start again
In this finite uncertainty we'll circle round and then
Sail a craft of self conviction
Across tomorrow never knows
Where the surface stays unruffled
While the coral clusters quietly down below
Cutting figures of pride and will like Leonardo cartoons
We go flying formation in our hot air speech balloons
Can't go back can't reverse
No one here really quite believes
The bubble's going to
The bubble's going to
The bubble's going to burst
I fell off the raft of self assurance
Into undertow that sucked me dry and deep
Bent double by thought bubbles flooding through my blood
I surfaced from a lifetime's worth of sleep
I remember once I gave myself the lecture
Swore on life as both a blessing and a curse
But all solid faith seems nothing but conjecture
Now the bubble's going to
Bubble's going to
Bubble's going to
Bubble's going to burst
And our bones become the coral of the future
And we slake the life long thirst
With a pin prick on a reef like a razor
The bubble's going to burst
The bubble's going to burst
The bubble's sure to burst