[ti:The Night Watch]
[ar:King Crimson]
[al:Starless And Bible Black]
[by:lrc.d4321.com]
[01:23.350] Shine, shine, the light of good works shine
[01:33.900] The watch before the city gates depicted in their prime
[01:43.450] That golden light all grimy now
[01:49.040] Three hundred years have passed
[01:51.360] The worthy Captain and his squad of troopers standing fast
[02:06.150] The artist knew their faces well
[02:08.190] The husbands of his lady friends
[02:10.220] His creditors and councillors
[02:12.270] In armour bright, the merchant men
[02:14.300] Official moments of the guild
[02:16.530] In poses keen from bygone days
[02:18.480] The city fathers frozen there
[02:20.320] Upon the canvas dark with age
[02:30.490] The smell of paint, a flask of wine
[02:32.850] And turn those faces all to me
[02:34.650] The blunderbuss and halberd-shaft
[02:36.810] And Dutch respectability
[02:38.710] They make their entrance one by one
[02:40.850] Defenders of that way of life
[02:42.840] The redbrick home, the bourgeoisie
[02:44.880] Guitar lessons for the wife
[03:34.980] So many years we suffered here
[03:37.160] Our country racked with Spanish wars
[03:39.420] Now comes a chance to find ourselves
[03:41.370] And quiet reigns behind our doors
[03:43.260] We think about posterity again
[04:17.820] And so the pride of little men
[04:22.130] The burghers good and true
[04:24.520] Still living through the painter's hands
[04:27.040] Request you all to understand