Golden Hours - Lyrics - Ida

The passage of time Is flicking dimly up on the screen I can't see the lines I used to think I could read between Perhaps my brains have turned to sand Only, oh my I think it's been an eternity You'd be surprised At my degree of uncertainty How can moments go so slow Several times I've seen the evening slide away Watching the signs Taking over from the fading day Perhaps my brains are old and scrambled Several times I've seen the evening slide away Watching the signs Taking over from the fading day Changing water into wine Several times I've seen the evening slide away Watching the signs Taking over from the fading day Putting grapes back on the vine