Brian Eno - Golden Hours



The passage of time 
Is flicking dimly up on the screen 
I can't see the lines 
I used to think I could read between 
Perhaps my brains have turned to sand 
 
Oh me oh my 
I think it's been an eternity 
You'd be surprised 
At my degree of uncertainty 
How can moments go so slow? 
 
Several times 
I've seen the evening slide away 
Watching the signs 
Taking over from the fading day 
Perhaps my brains are old and scrambled 
 
Several times 
  (Who would believe what a poor set of eyes can show you?) 
I've seen the evening slide away 
Watching the signs 
  (Who would believe what an innocent voice could do?) 
Taking over from the fading day 
Changing water into wine 
  (Never a silence always a face at the door) 
 
Several times 
  (Who would believe what a poor set of ears can tell you?) 
I've seen the evening slide away 
Watching the signs 
  (Who would believe what a weak pair of hands can do?) 
Taking over from the fading day 
Putting the grapes back on the vine 
  (Never a silence always a foot in the door)

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