the big ship

"perhaps my brains are old and scrambled"

I can't see the lines
I used to think I could read between
Perhaps my brains have turned to sand

Brian Eno [*]

the big ship

always failing to remember why

Waiting here, always failing to remember
Why we came, came, came,
I wonder why we came


You talk to me as if from a distance
And I reply with impressions chosen
From another time, time, time
From another time.

Brian Eno