Walking across the sitting room, I turn the television off.
Sitting beside you, I look into your eyes.
As the sound of motor cars fades in the night time,
I swear I saw your face change, it didn’t seem quite right.
…And it’s hello babe with your guardian eyes so blue
Hey my baby don’t you know my love is true.
Coming closer with our eyes, a distance falls around our bodies.
Out in the garden, the moon seems very bright,
Six saintly shrouded men move across the lawn slowly.
The seventh walks in front with a cross held high in hand.
…And it’s hey babe your supper’s waiting for you
Hey my baby don’t you know our love is true.
I’ve been so far from here,
Far from your warm arms,
It’s good to feel you again,
It’s been a long, long time. Hasn’t it?
And with those words from Lover’s Leap, the first part of the epic Supper’s Ready by Genesis, my journey into the outlandish symphonic world of progressive rock began. This would be around 1979-80 and it still blows me away each time I listen to it – as it did earlier this evening when I found myself singing along word for word.