Switch to another dream, to a quiet spite Think back at some time when there was a fading touch Colour me white and paint the vistas grey Everyday there's an electric ray of all too many shimmer-lights And I can see another time Another face, forgotten days I can see another time – another time, a setting sun I can see another place – a rising sun Let's get this to work again Take our souls to the everlasting parade I never saw it coming this way – to an end But now there's nothing left behind Let's all begin I see it slip away A dream that fades away Don't let them lead you far and astray Keepsakes of past years, unravelled by phone And the fog is a traveller through the inner city zones A million pictures painted on the pavement stones That get soft like words through the smoke And I can see another time Another face, forgotten days