Tekster: Eric Clapton. Inside Of Me.
The point on the water, there's a chill in the air
A vibe in the darkness, but there's nobody there
I look for the reason but there's nothing to see
Just the hole in my memory where my mind used to be
Tell me why
Can I find no relief in my heart?
I reside
In a world that is falling apart
Out of my mind baby, show me a sign, baby
Show me a way, to get back on time
Please where do we go, baby, how will I know?
Who holds the key, is it hidden inside of me?
But why should I worry and why do I care?
When this road that I walk on is going nowhere
I stand and I study every face in the crowd
See the fear in their eyes, they must be thinking out loud
Tell me why
Can I find no relief in my heart?
'Cause I reside
In a world that is falling apart
Out of my mind baby, show me a sign
Baby, show me a way, to get back on time
Where do we go baby, how will I know?
Who holds the key, is it hidden inside of me?
Scratching the surface, it all looks the same
A world full of anger with no one to blame
But who can I turn to, who holds the key?
And who has the answer? I think it's inside of me
Tell me why
Can I find no relief in my heart?
'Cause I reside
To the world that is falling apart
Out of my mind, baby, show me a sign, baby
Show me a way, to get back on time
Where do we go, baby, how will I know?
Who holds the key, is it hidden inside of me?
Out of my mind baby, show me a sign
Show me a way, to get back on time
Please where do we go baby, how will I know?
Who holds the key, is it hidden inside of me?
{All things considered it looks as though
Utopia were far closer to us than anyone
Only fifteen years ago, could have imagined}
{Then, I projected it six hundred years into the future
Today it seems quite possible that the
Horror may be upon us within a single century}
{That is, if we refrain from blowing
Ourselves to smithereens
In the interval}
{Indeed, unless we choose to decentralize
And to use applied science
Not as the end to which human beings are to be made the means}
{But as the means to producing a race of free individuals
We have only two alternatives to choose from
Either a number of national}
A vibe in the darkness, but there's nobody there
I look for the reason but there's nothing to see
Just the hole in my memory where my mind used to be
Tell me why
Can I find no relief in my heart?
I reside
In a world that is falling apart
Out of my mind baby, show me a sign, baby
Show me a way, to get back on time
Please where do we go, baby, how will I know?
Who holds the key, is it hidden inside of me?
But why should I worry and why do I care?
When this road that I walk on is going nowhere
I stand and I study every face in the crowd
See the fear in their eyes, they must be thinking out loud
Tell me why
Can I find no relief in my heart?
'Cause I reside
In a world that is falling apart
Out of my mind baby, show me a sign
Baby, show me a way, to get back on time
Where do we go baby, how will I know?
Who holds the key, is it hidden inside of me?
Scratching the surface, it all looks the same
A world full of anger with no one to blame
But who can I turn to, who holds the key?
And who has the answer? I think it's inside of me
Tell me why
Can I find no relief in my heart?
'Cause I reside
To the world that is falling apart
Out of my mind, baby, show me a sign, baby
Show me a way, to get back on time
Where do we go, baby, how will I know?
Who holds the key, is it hidden inside of me?
Out of my mind baby, show me a sign
Show me a way, to get back on time
Please where do we go baby, how will I know?
Who holds the key, is it hidden inside of me?
{All things considered it looks as though
Utopia were far closer to us than anyone
Only fifteen years ago, could have imagined}
{Then, I projected it six hundred years into the future
Today it seems quite possible that the
Horror may be upon us within a single century}
{That is, if we refrain from blowing
Ourselves to smithereens
In the interval}
{Indeed, unless we choose to decentralize
And to use applied science
Not as the end to which human beings are to be made the means}
{But as the means to producing a race of free individuals
We have only two alternatives to choose from
Either a number of national}
Clapton, Eric
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