Tekster:
Brian Eno Another Day On Earth

And the rain across the skies So much again and weightless In the motherworld of space We fail to form to come to And the razor mountains fade And the day

Going unconscious Trembling With eyes open I see you Surrender Surrender

This chord This water This son This daughter This day This time This land It's all mine This Calling Bell This Forge Bell This Dark Bell This The Knife

When all the worlds are lost in snow I have to move this meaning through; Disperse the force so far engendered All near the steam and summer view And

Passing over All the dark blades All the dark blades Of the forewords In the forewords Just a low sound Such a low sound Passing over Drawing

Great lines of numbers All bright and shiny All through the ether Some huge, some tiny All through the ether From France to China Unite the people All