Wednesday, 18 December 2024

Time is a River

    
Rushing by my door 
I hear the babble
Hidden inside the war

The mystery of existences
Dances in my dreams
Closing the distances
Nothing's what it seems

The call of possibility
Gives me the courage to be free
To open up my mind's eye
To see what I can see  

And I don't have to go there
Cos I'm already here
On the road to nowhere as it disappears

When I'm feeling low down
Like I'm just about near the end
I listen to the sound and it picks me up
And takes me home again
Takes me home again
Takes me home again

With songs of another world
Painting pictures in my mind
Travelling towards infinity
I leave this world behind

I don't need a TV screen 
To carry me away
I've got Frieda, Jack and Mojo Sam
To take me where they may

And I don't have to go there
Cos I'm already here
On a moving road to nowhere as it disappears

When I'm feeling low down
Like I'm just about near the end
I listen to the sound and it picks me up
And takes me home again
Takes me home again
Takes me home again

They say a picture's worth a thousand words
But for me I know that isn't so
Cos the pictures come to me in a woven tapestry

Amadeo
On the radio

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