She touched my hand when she made my change
Sent a twitch right through my bones
But then I disengaged
Like hanging up the phone
I walk the sky all night
How sweet can distance be
But then it all turns white
The film is gone it's just the screen
All the things happening
I can feel them pulsing deep
But after all these scattered hours
A vague impression is all I get to keep
I read his words and weep
My past is in my throat
And then my life's the sea
These years a haunted boat
All the things happening
I can feel them pulsing deep
But after all these scattered hours
A vague impression is all I get to keep
Tomorrow will be Saturday
Something big is in the air
I'm going out to play
I only hope I'm really there
All the things happening
I can feel them pulsing deep
But after all these scattered hours
A vague impression is all I get to keep
All the things happening
I can feel them pulsing deep
But after all these scattered hours
A vague impression is all I get to keep