Time And Good Fortune lyrics
Drifter, what about her conversation?
Drifter, how about an explanation
--
Where you go, when you recede;
And why you never let her feed
On
all that truth you hold so dear
But never let another near?
No one
around --
My, don't we love? --
No one around.
No -- to the
quiet gazes.
No -- to the muttered phrases.
No -- to the utter waste
of
Time and good fortune.
Taster of the poetry,
Of Pater,
Proust, and Socrates...
What are you to do but sleep?
And when are you
to stop and weep
For all you inability
To mate with your own
memory?
No one around --
My, don't we love? --
No one
around.
No -- to the endless gazes.
No -- to the splintered
phrases.
No -- to the utter waste of
Time and good
fortune.
Singer, will the singing say it?
Singer, will such saying
change it?
A whole long life spent tuning strings,
And will it now mean
anything
But empty chords that only bring
And endless, voiceless
sorrowing?
No one around --
My, don't we love? --
No one
around.
No -- to the frightened gazes.
No -- to the stuttered
phrases.
No -- to the utter waste of
Time and good
fortune.
Time and good fortune...
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