Wednesday, 3 September 2008

The Passage of Time


The passage of time
is flickering dimly upon the screen
I can't see the lines
I used to think I could read between
Perhaps my brains have
Turned to sand?

Loan me your mind
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
I've seen the evening slide away
Watching the signs
Taking over from the fading day
Changing water into wine


Several times
I've seen the evening slide away
Watching the signs
Taking over from the fading day
Putting grapes back on the vine


BRIAN ENO