Anderson Ian A Week Of Moments Lyrics

A Week Of Moments Lyrics

A week of moments – a clutch of days –

Ten thousand minutes of a Passion
Play.

Medley of quavers informs the tune.

It’s all too much: over
all too soon.



Sweet condensation on chilling wine

Traveler’s
palm, flamboyant tree

Fast photos ripped and lost consign

A week of
moments to faint memory.



A week of moments plucked from the
page

Found far horizons, a sunset stage.

Suitcases bulge, in
silence packed

A chapter closed: no looking back.



The
lightest touch upon my arm

No fierce restraint, no call to stay.

Hushed room maids glide like pawns to king

With pool attendants in
chess piece array.