Brian Eno

Here he comes the boy who tried to vanish to the future or the past
Is no longer here with his sad blue eyes
Here he comes he floated away and as he rose above reason
He rose above the clouds he was seven feet high
Here he comes the night is like a glove and hes floating like a dove
That catches the wind in the deep blue sky
Here he comes the boy who tried to vanish to another time
Is no longer here with his sad blue eyes.
Here he comes here he comes
Here he comes the boy who tried to vanish to another place