Then the dark in your eyes, reflected mine, shifted to blue and then brownĪnd we circle away, ‘til the end of the day, I fell for you, all the way downĮnglish singer-songwriter Mr. I been flying around, missing the ground, wondering why I should care You’re still here today and I hope that you’ll stay, said the animal to the air I’m slow, at letting things go, said the architect to the flameīut when they’re gone, that’s how they’ll stay, and time and space are the same I'd be a rich old man if only I knew, how time works in the event horizon of you I’m a snowflake in a desert storm, some kind of snake with you in his jaws Which passes so slowly between us, I can’t tell your memories from mine I'll while away here, stranded, but clear and meet you at the station in an hourĪ day or a week, a month or a year, like I said, I got nothing but time I'm in no rush, I got forever, said the narcissist to the flower If you try to answer, you’ll have to use words to tell the truth Where’s the sense in messages, let them all stay blue It’s bad advice that won’t save your lifeĬlose your eyes and turn away from your fear Pull the plug and pretend that you can’t hear
You can’t hear the sentence if you don’t wait Who leaves you speechless for anything you sayįor all your useless power, you’re angry and afraid When the only sound that’s left is the blood rush in your earsĪnd the phone-lit face of a stranger who won’t hear Out of your mind and out of more than only depth
When you’re out of time, losing every breath You can’t come up for air and the words have all been done
When the time for talking’s over and the silences begun