Miscellaneous compilations and tape-only songs (Legendary Pink Dots)

Unknown song from Zillo 1995

And in the corridor of curves we turn and we turn we never reach the same (wind?) because it keeps going inwards and inwards ans inwards and inwards oh we're searching for the center but the center never comes it only promises with arrows on the walls and we follow the arrows and the arrows become smaller we look there much harder and the arrows go on but the arrows don't stop so we don't stop and we walk on and on and on in the corridor of curves and the curves become a circle but the circle never joins and the joins never turn we go downwards and downwards and downwards but there never is a center and there never is a base and we keep walking and walking and (in the?) crawling over crawling oh we lie there have a rest but there never is a rest because the rest is in (...?...) is cold is so damp and we just have to go on because the promise is always there in a lightness in your head there's a lightness *just* in your head there's never a lie(?) in your eyes in your eyes they're closed anyhow but behind your eyes there always is the promise the promise of an end the promise of a (..?..) but there is any end there's just a question just a question and the promise and the promise does never deliver a question does never answer you go on and on and on and on looking to answer this question and you've forgotten what the question is anyhow and you can't hear what the promise is anyhow you just know it's there you just know there is a promise you know there is a question by now but you forgot what it is this is the corridor of curves this is the road of frustration and it pulls you down and down and down and you like to find the base and you like to believe it's there and you like to find it and maybe it's there but sorry man you just got to keep looking keep looking - and maybe you find what you're looking for

Love On A Pale Green Postage Stamp

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