| By Ruth Orkin, via |
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In memory of Adrian Borland - gone 12 years today
| 6 December 1957 – 26 April 1999 |
I'D LIKE TO SLEEP ONE HUNDRED DAYS
MY FEELING HAS GONE, FLESH COLD AND NUMB
I'M STARING INTO WINTER
ALL'S SLOWING DOWN, SNOW IN THE WHEELS
FROST ON THE GROUND, ICE CUTS THE SEAL
THAT OPENS UP OLD WOUNDS
THAT LETS IN THE WINTER
MEMORIES AND HOPES ARE ALL THAT I HAVE
BUT ARE THEY ALL I NEED, WILL THEY SEE ME
THROUGH THIS WINTER?
I'D LIKE TO SLEEP ONE HUNDRED DAYS
MY REASON HAS GONE, FLESH COLD AND NUMB
AT LEAST LET ME SLEEP THROUGH THE WINTER
Total Recall
It's all such a blur when time goes so quickly
Trying to hang on to
The way that you'd like things to stay
You trace back the seconds
Recall the details
From someone will, to someone does
To someone did, you know I did
Oh there must be a hole in your memory
But I can see
I can see a distant victory
A time when you will be with me
You cut me off just as I was starting to speak
The language you keep hidden away
It's just like the question on everyone's lips
But it's not on mine
Where all you'll find is a twisted smile
From another time
Another time, another time
Oh there must be a hole in your memory
But I can see
I can see a distant victory
A time when you will be with me...
Another time, another time
Oh there must be a hole in your memory
But I can see
I can see a distant victory
A time when you will be with me
There'd be another time, another time
Oh there must be a hole in your memory
But I can see
I can see a distant victory
A time when you will be with me
I can see but there's got to be another time
It's got to be...
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