So here we are, or rather, here I am, quite alone,
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I'm seeing things that were shared before, long ago ...
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my memory stretches and I am dazed: you know I know
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how good the time was and how I laughed ..
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Times have changed, now you're far away, I can't complain:
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I had all my chances but they slipped right through my hands-
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like so much sand;
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I know I'll never dance like I used to
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I'll just wait till day breaks upon the land and the sea.
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hoping that I can catch all of the memories,
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then I must crawl off upon my way, all of me
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listening hard for the final words.
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But there are none; the sunrise calls, I've lingered on
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too close for comfort and I don't know quite why
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I feel like crying -
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I know we'll never dance like we used to.
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I look up, I'm almost blinded by the warmth of what's inside me
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and the taste that's in my soul,
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but I'm dead inside as I stand alone ....
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Lost (i) Dance In Sand And Sea
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| Van Der Graaf Generator |
