It's the sound of the river
The sound of the water
Coming down towards me
As I show the moon
The place and the smell
Of all the things
I did not see
This one is most
Unbearably
Flashback, flashback
To your eyes
Lost at sea
Of all the things
I did not hear
Only one
Is making you and I
Disappear
Time is not what time used to be
Sound is not what sound used to be
Mind is not what mind used to be
I am not what I used to be
Mind
Sound is not what sound used to be
Sound is not what sound used to be
Mind
Sound is not what sound used to be
Mind
Sound is not what sound used to be
Mind
Sound is not what sound used to be
Mind
Sound is not what sound used to be
Mind
Sound is not what sound used to be
Mind