Slice Of Time

[Verse 1] A slice of time Curling, peeling Back from the edge of the knife Light fluttering As if between two trains Motor-drive frames of life Long blends of days Stream into nights Consciousness barely coping The land going by seems level But really the tracks are Increasingly sloping [Hook] Images, images, images, images Arranged against a blank wall Images, images, images, images Telling the truth to us all [Verse 2] Pluck out a day A week or an hour Hold it up, hold it up to the light Freeze the frame Really look at the faces With all of your sight [Verse 3] See the eyes Looking at you Immerse yourself into that minute My teacher said time is elastic I wonder just what I’ll find in it [Hook] [Outro] A slice of time Curling, peeling Back from the edge of the knife