Marillion Incubus Lyrics

When footlights dim in reverence
To prescient passion forewarned
My audience leaves the stage,
Floating ahead perfumed shift
Within the stammering silence,
The face that launched a thousand frames
Betrayed by a porcelain tear,
A stained career.

You played this scene before,
You played this scene before
I the mote in your eye,
I the mote in your eye
A misplaced reaction.

The darkroom unleashes imagination
In p___ographic images
In which you will always be the star,
Always be the star,
Untouchable,Unapproachable,
Constant in the darkness(In the darkness)
Nursing an erection, a misplaced reaction
With no flower to place before this gravestone
And the walls become enticingly newspaper thin
But that would be developing the negative view
And you have to be exposed in voyeuristic colour
The public act, let you model your shame
On the mannequin catwalk, catwalk
Let the cats walk, and the cat walks.

I've played this scene before,
I've played this scene before
I the mote in your eye,
I the mote in your eye
A misplaced reaction, satisfaction.

(whispered)
I'm immitating a speck of dirt
that came from absolutely nowhere.

You can't brush me under the carpet,
You can't hide me under the stairs
The custodian of your private fears,
Your leading actor of yesteryear
Who as you crawled out of the alleys of obscurity
Sentenced to rejection in the morass of anonymity
You who I directed with lovers will,
You who I let hypnotise the lens
You who I let bathe in the spotlights glare
You who wiped me from your memory
Like a greasepaint mask
Just like a greasepaint mask.

But now I'm the snake in the grass,
The ghost of film reels past
I'm the producer of your nightmare
And the performance has just begun
It's just begun (It's Just begun)

Your perimeter of courtiers
Jerk like celluloid puppets
As you stutter paralysed with rabbits eyes,
Searing the shadows
Flooding the wings,
To pluck elusive salvation
From the understudy's lips
Retrieve the soliloquy,
Maintain the obituary
My cue line in the last act
And you wait in silent solitude
Waiting for the prompt,
waiting for the prompt.

You've played this scene before.

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