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