KING CRIMSON - The Night Watch lyrics

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Shine, shine, the light of good works shine<br>The watch before the city gates depicted in their prime<br>That golden light all grimy now<br>Three hundred years have passed<br>The worthy captain and his squad of troopers standing fast<br><br>The artist knew their faces well<br>The husbands of his lady friends<br>His creditors and councillors<br>In armour bright, the merchant men<br><br>Official moments of the guild<br>In poses keen from bygone days<br>The city fathers frozen there<br>Upon the canvas dark with age<br><br>The smell of paint, a flask of wine<br>And turn those faces all to me<br>The blunderbuss and halberd-shaft<br>And dutch respectability<br><br>They make their entrance one by one<br>Defenders of that way of life<br>The redbrick home, the bourgeoisie<br>Guitar lessons for the wife<br><br>So many years we suffered here<br>Our country racked with spanish wars<br>Now comes a chance to find ourselves<br>And quiet reigns behind our doors<br>We think about posterity again<br><br>And so the pride of little men<br>The burghers good and true<br>Still living through the painter's hand<br>Request you all to understand