The Final Reel - Van Der Graaf Generator

Jack and Gillian, facing their decline

Take to the dance floor for one final time

Who’d deny them this last shot?

Taking a twirl, are they in the final reel or not?

Jack and Gillian, walking hand in hand

Disappearing along the shining strand

Who’d deny them this state of grace?

So we find them with not a single hair out of place

Picture-perfect, matching pace for pace

Her head on his shoulder, his arm around her waist

But if you put them on the spot, what would they say?

Are they in the final reel or what?

Sayonara, tschüss, adieu, farewell

Will we meet again?

No one can tell

Not the manner, not the time

No one can hide, no one leaves the final reel behind

Jack turns to Gillian, misty-eyed

And presses the pills in her hand

All they’ve got left is the downhill slide

So they’d better act while they can

This much they know

They’re not in the final reel alone

This much they know

They’ll not leave the final reel alone

They take the dive

No one leaves the final reel alive

They take the dive

No one leaves the final reel alive