Текст и слова песни Van Der Graaf Generator – Lost
I. Dance in sand and sea
So here we are, or rather, here I am, quite alone,
I'm seeing things that were shared before, long ago ...
My memory stretches and I am dazed: you know I know
How good the time was and how I laughed ..
Times have changed, now you're far away, I can't complain:
I had all my chances but they slipped right through my hands-
Like so much sand;
I know I'll never dance like I used to
I'll just wait till day breaks upon the land and the sea.
Hoping that I can catch all of the memories,
Then I must crawl off upon my way, all of me
Listening hard for the final words.
But there are none; the sunrise calls, I've lingered on
Too close for comfort and I don't know quite why
I feel like crying-
I know we'll never dance like we used to.
I look up, I'm almost blinded by the warmth of what's inside me
And the taste that's in my soul,
But I'm dead inside as I stand alone ....
Ii. Dance in frost
I wore my moods like so many different sets of clothes
But the right one was never around;
And as you left I heard my body ring
And my mind began to howl
So here we are, or rather, here I am, quite alone,
I'm seeing things that were shared before, long ago ...
My memory stretches and I am dazed: you know I know
How good the time was and how I laughed ..
Times have changed, now you're far away, I can't complain:
I had all my chances but they slipped right through my hands-
Like so much sand;
I know I'll never dance like I used to
I'll just wait till day breaks upon the land and the sea.
Hoping that I can catch all of the memories,
Then I must crawl off upon my way, all of me
Listening hard for the final words.
But there are none; the sunrise calls, I've lingered on
Too close for comfort and I don't know quite why
I feel like crying-
I know we'll never dance like we used to.
I look up, I'm almost blinded by the warmth of what's inside me
And the taste that's in my soul,
But I'm dead inside as I stand alone ....
Ii. Dance in frost
I wore my moods like so many different sets of clothes
But the right one was never around;
And as you left I heard my body ring
And my mind began to howl
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