No reply I'm trying hard to somehow frame a reply Pictures, I've got pictures, and I run them in my head When I can't sleep at night Looking out at the white world and the Moon I feel a soft exchange taking place Merging with the people on the trains Whirling my face in conversation
Slow motion Slow motion
Hush, can you feel the trees so far away? Hush, can you feel the breeze of another day? When we held each other close in the night While we wheeled away in our own light Stepping sideways into our own time Such a simple way
Slow motion Slow motion
And we held each other close in the night While we wheeled away in our own light And some of us from another time And drifted away