Golden Hours
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From [emailprotected] Sun Apr 27 11:29:04 1997
Date: Wed, 23 Apr 97 09:45:31 EDT
From: Gary Von Colln
To: [emailprotected]
Subject: CRD: Golden Hours
GOLDEN HOURS
Brian Eno, from album Another Green Word
Music transcribed by Gary Von Colln
The passage of time is flicking dimly upon the screen.
I can't see the lines I used to think I could read between.
Perhaps my brains have turned to sand.
Oh me oh my I think it's been an eternity.
You'd be suprised at my degree of uncertainty
How can moments go so slow
Several times I've seen the evening slide away.
Watching the signs taking over from the fading day.
Perhaps my brains are old and scrambled.
Solo
Several times I've seen the evening slide away.
Watching the signs taking over from the fading day.
Changing water into wine.
Several times I've seen the evening slide away
Watching the signs taking over from the fading day.
Putting grapes back on the vine.
Background words for last two verses:
Who would believe what a poor set of eyes can show you.
Who would believe what an innocent voice could do
Never a silence always a face at the door.
Who would believe what a poor set of ears can tell you.
Who would believe what a weak pair of hands can do.
Never a silence always a foot in the door.