Testo di Timeslip

Timeslip (Brown/Bruce) Leaves falling Face down on the ground Lie in the rusty crowd That waits in the pouring rain By the pavements of grey In autumn days Days spending tie Outside the place of laughter Brave weddings On summer mornings Gardens of proud husbands That wait in the silver sun As the fields come awake Lost summer days Days spending time Making the songs of laughter Time slipping, time slipping.