| Song | In Memoriam |
| Artist | Steve Hackett |
| Album | Darktown |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| For someone else the blues and greens | |
| The dreaming spires the skin-tight jeans | |
| The armchair armies on the march | |
| The transfer unit tube and mask | |
| Who needs all the endless lies | |
| That serve to keep the world alive | |
| To taste the sweetness of the grave | |
| And not regret mistakes I’ve made | |
| In memoriam | |
| Goodbye to all the angry dawns | |
| Committee meetings pistols drawn | |
| You can keep the rave reviews | |
| The priests the guards the prisons and zoos | |
| Goodbye to all the nation’s pride | |
| Farewell to those all choosing a side | |
| In hut number twelve they’re issuing guns | |
| But only for the chosen ones | |
| In memoriam |
| For someone else the blues and greens | |
| The dreaming spires the skintight jeans | |
| The armchair armies on the march | |
| The transfer unit tube and mask | |
| Who needs all the endless lies | |
| That serve to keep the world alive | |
| To taste the sweetness of the grave | |
| And not regret mistakes I' ve made | |
| In memoriam | |
| Goodbye to all the angry dawns | |
| Committee meetings pistols drawn | |
| You can keep the rave reviews | |
| The priests the guards the prisons and zoos | |
| Goodbye to all the nation' s pride | |
| Farewell to those all choosing a side | |
| In hut number twelve they' re issuing guns | |
| But only for the chosen ones | |
| In memoriam |
| For someone else the blues and greens | |
| The dreaming spires the skintight jeans | |
| The armchair armies on the march | |
| The transfer unit tube and mask | |
| Who needs all the endless lies | |
| That serve to keep the world alive | |
| To taste the sweetness of the grave | |
| And not regret mistakes I' ve made | |
| In memoriam | |
| Goodbye to all the angry dawns | |
| Committee meetings pistols drawn | |
| You can keep the rave reviews | |
| The priests the guards the prisons and zoos | |
| Goodbye to all the nation' s pride | |
| Farewell to those all choosing a side | |
| In hut number twelve they' re issuing guns | |
| But only for the chosen ones | |
| In memoriam |