Brian Eno

The passage of time
Is flicking dimly up on the screen
I cant see the lines
I used to think I could read between
Perhaps my brains have turned to san
Oh me oh my
I think its been an eternity
Youd be surprised
At my degree of uncertainty
How can moments go so slow.
Several times
Ive seen the evening slide away
Watching the signs
Taking over from the fading day
Perhaps my brains are old and scrambled.
Several times