Interpret:

King Crimson

Album:

Jakszyk, Fripp and Collins - A Scarcity Of Miracles (KCSP21)

I don't sense that time is passing
I don't hear leaves start to fall
Unaware of seasons changing
I'm still oblivious to it all
And though a storm is raging
And rain begins to fall


I don't feel the wind
I don't feel the wind


When all the words fell from my lips
And scattered on the floor
Amidst the dust and debris lie
The secrets of it all


I no longer feel the wind


I won't ever feel again
So I won't need to explain
All the doubts that still remain inside
our hearts


I don't feel the wind


I spent a decade on the run
I escaped from nothing and no one
Not the twisted wreckage of
The dusty barren landscape I'd
become
Extend the metaphor for us
I'll take a hammer to your trust
False starts, make amends
I'm underwater with the bends
Till there's nothing to discuss


One moment of time slipped away
and both of our lives
Changed forever
Forever