Forever Is The World

Look at me A million pictures on the cenotaph Look at me There's nothing left but silent epitaphs Through reassembly I've come to deceive you Behind interpretations someone's untrue Look at me, look at me you motherfucker If you could see what I see

Decode the half forgotten memories Reverberating distantly Some have moments that they can't subdue Some take part in the electric blue Look away... He watched the lines and the curvature And traced her silhouette She stayed the moment with a glimpse

Switch to another dream, to a quiet spite Think back at some time when there was a fading touch Colour me white and paint the vistas grey Everyday there's an electric ray of all too many shimmer-lights And I can see another time Another face, forgott