• The wall
    On which the prophets wrote
    Is cracking
    At the seams

    Upon the
    Instrument's object
    The sunlight
    Brightly gleams

    Where every man
    Is torn apart
    With nightmares
    And with dreams

    Will no one lay
    The laurel wreath
    When silence
    Drowns the screams

    Confusion
    Will be my epitaph
    As I crawl
    This cracked and broken path
    If we make it
    We can all
    Sit back
    And laugh

    But I fear tomorrow
    I'll be crying
    Yes I fear tomorrow
    I'll be crying
    Yes I fear tomorrow
    I'll be crying

    Between the iron gates of fate
    The seeds of time were sown
    And watered by
    The deeds of those
    Who know
    And who are known

    Knowledge is
    A deadly friend
    If no one
    Sets the rules

    The fate of all
    Mankind I see
    Is in
    The hands of fools

    The wall
    On which the prophets wrote
    Is cracking
    At the seams

    Upon the
    Instrument's object
    The sunlight
    Brightly gleams

    Where every man
    Is torn apart
    With nightmares
    And with dreams

    Will no one lay
    The laurel wreath
    When silence
    Drowns the screams

    Confusion
    Will be my epitaph
    As I crawl
    This cracked and broken path
    If we make it
    We can all
    Sit back
    And laugh

    But I fear tomorrow
    I'll be crying
    Yes I fear tomorrow
    I'll be crying
    Yes I fear tomorrow
    I'll be crying

    Crying
    Crying

    Yes I fear tomorrow
    I'll be crying
    Yes I fear tomorrow
    I'll be crying

    Crying

Comments: 9

  • Laurence from LondonI was at that gig in Brighton when the little polystyrene balls that shot out of one of the guns of the Tarkus went directly into the top of the grand piano and they had to stop the show to vacuum the piano. Pretty sure it was November 1972.
    I was 16 at the time, had left home and was penniless, and used to hang around at the stage door (of the Brighton Dome) when there were bands on always looking for a way to get in. On this particular night the piano tuner turned up at the door and as the doorman checked the list for his details I slipped in behind him and said I was the drum tuner, carrying on walking in backstage without looking back. I think I managed to confuse him long enough as no one chased me down. (Carl Palmer was probably unaware of my presence and potential services that night!)
    A friend that also came to the concert who I met later at the front collected up some of the polystyrene balls shot from the Tarkus, filled his pocket with them asking anyone he met to put their hands in his pockets - (actually it was quite an interesting experience!)
    There is more to this story but it just gets weirder, the early 70's in Brighton were like that, so I'll leave it at that.
  • Stephanie from Wigtown, United KingdomWilliam Neal an artist now in Wigtown Scotalnd, www.williamneal.co.uk, did the Tarkus album cover.
    He has done a limited edition CD "Marginal Movement" introduced by Keith Emerson.
  • Milton from Sao Paulo, BrazilWow! That guy is a monster of a keyboardist! Terrific!
  • Rick from Denver, CoSavage , barbaric in spots...perfect for a dark frowning night as the leaves of sorrow turn thier face , scattered on the ashes of disgrace....Also I am an accomplished bassist of 30 years standing , and this song takes real work to master Whew !
  • Ryan from Marion, IaThe story is pretty dumb, but the music is awesome. A defining song of not just ELP but the prog rock genre.
  • Lester from New York City, NyThis is a great piece of music, and Greg Lake's vocals are excellent.
  • Ricky from Ohswken, CanadaFitting snare drum section in this song.
  • Alex from Fort Mill, ScTarkus is the name of the tank like armadillo on the cover of the album, the song in fact covers Tarkus's life: birth in a volcano "Eruption", to his fight with a manticore, leaving the ruins of the battlefield, and transforming to a aquatic version of himself after loosing the fight. This is probably ELP's best song, Greg Lake has an awesome guitar solo. Too bad Hendrix died before joining ELP, otherwise I could honestly say this would be the most talented band of the 70s.
  • John from Guildford, EnglandThe piece was inspired by a drum pattern (in 10/8 time!) by Carl Palmer, though he is not credited as a composer.
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