Forever Falling Songtext
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Forever Falling Songtext
I reorganised the diary
I had pencilled in a window for us to meet
Though I knew that you′d be dancing to a different beat
When you showed up I was ready
For whatever psychodrama you'd got in store
Yeah, we both knew that we′d been through this before
Check the time in motion
Put a stopwatch on the story and don't look back
As we walk into our repetitious act
You're the eager beaver
Keen to make your mark
I′m a true believer
Whistling in the dark
Building up the fever
Building up the fever
Over and over we go through the motions
Hold on the notion one day it might change
Try not to show it but we′re lost in the moment
Meanwhile I kind of hold on to the ghost of a chance
Falling through my fingers
Season by season we seek an agreement
Beyond rhyme and reason, however estranged
Meeting and greeting, our time here is fleeting
Meanwhile we wheel around in an irrational dance
Falling through our fingers
It's all falling through our fingers
What you really want
Dare you ever say?
What you really want
Watch it slip away
Yeah, watch it slip away
And the moral of the story
If there′s one, a Charlie Shorty, get a grip
Or what's forever falling through our fingers
Forever falling through our fingers
Forever falling through our fingertips
You′re the eager beaver
Keen to make your mark
I'm a true believer
Whistling in the dark
What a pair of divas
What a pair of bright sparks
I had pencilled in a window for us to meet
Though I knew that you′d be dancing to a different beat
When you showed up I was ready
For whatever psychodrama you'd got in store
Yeah, we both knew that we′d been through this before
Check the time in motion
Put a stopwatch on the story and don't look back
As we walk into our repetitious act
You're the eager beaver
Keen to make your mark
I′m a true believer
Whistling in the dark
Building up the fever
Building up the fever
Over and over we go through the motions
Hold on the notion one day it might change
Try not to show it but we′re lost in the moment
Meanwhile I kind of hold on to the ghost of a chance
Falling through my fingers
Season by season we seek an agreement
Beyond rhyme and reason, however estranged
Meeting and greeting, our time here is fleeting
Meanwhile we wheel around in an irrational dance
Falling through our fingers
It's all falling through our fingers
What you really want
Dare you ever say?
What you really want
Watch it slip away
Yeah, watch it slip away
And the moral of the story
If there′s one, a Charlie Shorty, get a grip
Or what's forever falling through our fingers
Forever falling through our fingers
Forever falling through our fingertips
You′re the eager beaver
Keen to make your mark
I'm a true believer
Whistling in the dark
What a pair of divas
What a pair of bright sparks
Writer(s): Peter Hammill, Hugh Robert Banton, Guy Randolph Evans Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

