The passage of timenIs flicking dimly up on the screennI can't see the linesnI used to think I could read betweennPerhaps my brains have turned to sandnOnly, oh my nI think it's been an eternitynYou'd be surprisednAt my degree of uncertaintynHow can moments go so slownSeveral timesnI've seen the evening slide awaynWatching the signsnTaking over from the fading daynPerhaps my brains are old and scramblednSeveral timesnI've seen the evening slide awaynWatching the signsnTaking over from the fading daynChanging water into winenSeveral timesnI've seen the evening slide awaynWatching the signsnTaking over from the fading daynPutting grapes back on the vine