Switch to another dream, to a quiet spite   Think back at some time when there was a fading touch   Colour me white and paint the vistas grey   Everyday there's an electric ray of all too many shimmer-lights      And I can see another time   Another face, forgotten days      I can see another time -- another time, a setting sun   I can see another place -- a rising sun      Let's get this to work again   Take our souls to the everlasting parade   I never saw it coming this way -- to an end   But now there's nothing left behind   Let's all begin      I see it slip away   A dream that fades away   Don't let them lead you far and astray      Keepsakes of past years, unravelled by phone   And the fog is a traveller through the inner city zones   A million pictures painted on the pavement stones   That get soft like words through the smoke      And I can see another time   Another face, forgotten days.