Prague from Falling Sands by The Equatorial Group

Prague

Could you say what came first
The leaving or losing
Think this could be the start
Of the great unravelling

Would you lay with me
Until my bones grow soft
I never thought this would be
The place where I would find the end

So much is left unsaid….

They used to race around
You can’t find the end
They used to race around
You’ll never stop
They used to race around
And you’ll never find what’s real at all

I’m watching from outside
And looking in on you
But I haven’t cleaned the glass
For so long that you’re just a blur

Open your eyes to see
The one there all along
Dance like the town hall clock
Those figures never meet at all
So much is left unsaid...

They used to race around
You can’t find the end
They used to race around
You’ll never stop
They used to race around
And you’ll never find what’s real at all

Oh…..

What came first, the leaving or the losing
I think this could be the great unravelling

Where once was harbour we dwell
Our new found land
Where once you sailed from I sit
Where sail you now?

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