(Fripp/Sinfield)
Plato's spawn cold ivyed eyes
Snare truth in bone and globe.

Harlequins coin pointless games
Sneer jokes in parrot's robe.
Two women weep, Dame Scarlet Screen

Sheds sudden theatre rain,
Whilst dark in dream the Midnight Queen
Knows every human pain.


In air, fire, earth and water
World on the scales.

Air, fire, earth and water
Balance of change
World on the scales

On the scales.

Bishop's kings spin judgement's blade

Scratch "Faith" on nameless graves.
Harvest hags Hoard ash and sand
Rack rope and chain for slaves

Who fireside fear fermented words
Then rear to spoil the feast;
Whilst in the aisle the mad man smiles

To him it matters least.

Heroes hands drain stones for blood

To whet the scaling knife.
Magi blind with visions light
Net death in dread of life.

Their children kneel in Jesus till
They learn the price of nail;
Whilst all around our mother earth

Waits balanced on the scales.