Brian Eno - Golden Hours Lyrics
The passage of timeIs flicking dimly up on the screenI cant see the linesI used to think I could read betweenPerhaps my brains have turned to sanOh me oh myI think its been an eternityYoud be surprisedAt my degree of uncertaintyHow can moments go so slow.Several timesIve seen the evening slide awayWatching the signsTaking over from the fading dayPerhaps my brains are old and scrambled.Several timesIve seen the evening slide awayWatching the signsTaking over from the fading dayChanging water into wine.Several timesIve seen the evening slide awayWatching the signsTaking over from the fading dayPutting the grapes back on the vine.(simultaneously with the last two verses, another voice sings another melody with different words, as follows:)Who would believe what a poor set of eyes can show youWho would believe what an innocent voice could doNever a silence always a face at the door.Who would believe what a poor set of ears can tell youWho would believe what a weak pair of hands can doNever a silence always a foot in the door.
