Peter Hammill - Logodaedalus lyrics

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Peter Hammill - Logodaedalus lyrics

Logorrhea independent of the brain not a moment to reflect only time to wick up the gain what was he thinking of and why did he dream he could convey a bright idea? While his tongue was wagging he forgot to use the space between his ears. Logodaedalus with the cunning of a fox paint him devious in the corner of the room, pop Pandora out of her box. What is he on about and why are his arguments so needlessly arcane in their brilliance? He's close to appearing more than slightly inane with his crooked logic and his dog-eared dictionary close to hand... I don't think he's got it but he's insistent that we're going to understand his complete precision; in the end he's certain that we'll all agree with his definition... an obsolescent word from 1663. That says it all for me.