King Crimson THRAK 1 VROOOM 04.37 2 Coda: Marine 475 02.41 3 Dinosaur 06.35 4 Walking On Air 04.34 5 B'Boom 04.11 6 THRAK 03.58 7 Inner Garden I 01.47 8 People 05.53 9 Radio I 00.43 10 One Time 05.21 11 Radio II 01.02 12 Inner Garden II 01.15 13 Sex Sleep Eat Drink Dream 04.48 14 VROOOM VROOOM 05.37 15 VROOOM VROOOM: Coda 03.00 total 56.39 Produced by King Crimson and David Bottrill Design and Computer Images (C)1994 Bill Smith Studio, London Photography (C)1994 Lewis Mulatero, except cowboy and boxer All compositions published by Crimson Music / BMG Music Publishing Ltd. (P)1995 Discipline Global Mobile (C)1995 Discipline Global Mobile Robert Fripp Adrian Belew Guitar, Soundscapes Guitar, Voice Mellotron Words Trey Gunn Tony Levin Stick, Upright & Electric Basses, Backing Vocals Backing Vocals Pat Mastelotto Bill Bruford Acoustic & Electronic Percussions Music by King Crimson. Words by Adrian Belew Recorded and mixed at Real World Recording Studios, Box, UK: 24th October to 19th November, November 27th to December 4th 1994 Marine 475 ~~~~~~~~~~ Marine 475, 410, 400, 062, 1009, 1097, 65, Non- Marine 10, 190, 510, 1148 Motor 254 Aviation 545 dinosaur ~~~~~~~~ long ago and far away in a different age when i was a dumb young guy fossilized photos of my life then illustrate what an easy prey i must have been standing in the sun, idiot savant something like a monument i'm a dinosaur, somebody is digging my bones ignorance has alway been something i excel in followed by naivete and pride doesn't take a scientist to see how any clever predator could have a piece of me standing in the sun, idiot savant something like a monument i'm a dinosaur, somebody is digging my bones when i look back on the past it's a wonder i'm not yet extinct all the mistakes and bad judgements i made nearly pushed me to the brink it doesn't pay to be too nice it's the one thing i have learned still, i made my fossil bed now i toss and turn i'm a dinosaur, somebody is digging my bones walking on air ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ close your eyes and look at me i'll be standing by your side in between the deep blue sea and the sheltering sky if we find no words to say to the rhythm of the waves then we'll both surrender there walking on air and the worries of the day lie down under cover of the fading clouds the secrets of the night come alive in your eyes you don't have to hurry you don't have to try cause you don't have a care you're walking on air people ~~~~~~ people fly people flee people clam and say "it wasn't me" people fish people beef people arm to the teeth yes, you've got people on the tube, walking on the moon people at the bottom of the sea people in tombs people in igloos even a tribe of pygmies people are the main spring turning the world around people, they're the main spring spinning this world upside down people sun people toast people tire while other people smoke people bowl people rock people pay to see two people box watch me face me dress me baby me phone me wire me house me bug me fire me people are the main spring turning the world around people, they're the main spring spinning this world upside down one time ~~~~~~~~ one eye goes laughing, one eye goes crying through the trials and trying of one life one hand is tied, one step gets behind in one breath we're dying i've been waiting for the sun to come up waiting for the showers to stop waiting for the penny to drop one time and i've been standing in a cloud of plans standing on the shifting sands hoping for an open hand one time inner garden ~~~~~~~~~~~~ autumn has comes to rest in her garden come to paint the trees with emptiness and no pardon so many things have come undone like the leaves on the ground and suddenly she begins to cry but she doesn't know why heavy are the words that fall through the air to burden her shoulders caught up in the trees, her soliloquy, "don't leave me alone" Rome now comes to sit in her garden mingling the breeze with memories of a time when there was a room in pale yellow hues her room with a view where love made a bed of happiness in muslin an lace sweet is the voice from far away that speaks sotto voce and is lingering there in the golden air to quiet the day. sex sleep eat drink dream ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ sex sleep eat drink dream primal tribal apple egg vegetable eel i have a new canoe but it does not have a wheel private velvet animal oldsmobile mind i'm sitting in the fireplace burning up my time private velvet animal empty t.v. they're fishing in the kitchen but they haven't caught up to me primal tribal chemical digital night i've got to get dressed to go out of my mind sex sleep eat drink dream //Entered by Andrew O. Porokhnyak from CD cover & booklet 20-Dec-1995