I´ll tell you what
I hope you find
What it is you´re after

And as for me
I will be
Dreaming still of clocks all growing like fruit on my fingers´ branches
And I´m thinking of things I will need in the past
Tell me, where´s the use in that?
It´s no use to regret
And yet
The future sure didn´t look like this when we first met

I´ll tell you what
Time is not:
An arrow moving forward
No, I wade in seas
Of memories
I turn each moment slowly round beneath the amber light
Til I can´t see what it was to start with, or which version is right
In the maze that is my mind
(I´m not so good at goodbyes)

Deep summer grass
Your hair is tousled like a windblown pirate flag
A swirl of color, smoke and ash

Our time´s been had
The clocks are sinking to the bottom of the bank
But i´m always looking back