Rapt: In The Evening Air (Live And Reconstructed / 1999)

We had a great lunch today with the rock band Kiss

Both Kiss and Art of Noise have been invited

Maybe that they're gonna base some World Wrestling

Federation characters on members of each of our bands

And we were just swapping some ideas there

And Kiss, Kiss, I'll tell you something about Kiss

They gave us some great advice

They told us that whenever you play one of your greatest hits

That you should follow it up with a section devoted

To the 19th century French poet Charles Baudelaire

And we've spent all afternoon knocking it up with the help of Kiss

Ladies and gentlemen, Art of Noise and a section

Devoted to the 19th century poet Charles Baudelaire

Now comes the time when vibrating on its stem

Each flower exhales like a censer

The violin throbs like an afflicted heart

A tender heart which hates the huge black void

The sky is as sad and beautiful

As whatever you think it's as sad and beautiful as

So it's a tragedy when the feeling's gone

And you can't go on, it's just a tragedy

Now comes the time when vibrating on its stem

Each flower exhales like a censer

The violin throbs like an afflicted heart

A tender heart which hates the huge black void

The huge black void

The sky is as sad and beautiful

As anything you want to imagine is sad and beautiful

Metaphor in pop

Why, for goodness sake, it's either us or Moby, who else?

You must always be intoxicated

It is the key to all

The one question

In order not to feel the horrible burden of time

Breaking your back and bending you toward the earth

You must become drunk

Without truce

But on what?

On wine, poetry or virtue as you wish

But you must get drunkAnd if at times on the steps of a palace

On the green grass of a ditch

In the mournful solitude of your room you awaken

And your intoxication is already diminished or gone