Switch to another dream, to a quiet spite Think back at some time when there was a fading touch Colour me white and paint the vistas grey Everyday there?s an electric ray of all too many shimmer-lights
And I can see another time Another face, forgotten days
I can see another time ? another time, a setting sun I can see another place ? a rising sun
Let?s get this to work again Take our souls to the everlasting parade I never saw it coming this way ? to an end But now there?s nothing left behind Let?s all begin
I see it slip away A dream that fades away Don?t let them lead you far and astray
Keepsakes of past years, unravelled by phone And the fog is a traveller through the inner city zones A million pictures painted on the pavement stones That get soft like words through the smoke
And I can see another time Another face, forgotten days
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