Brian Eno - Passing Over lyrics

Passing over

All the dark blades

All the dark blades

Of the forewords

In the forewords

Just a low sound

Such a low sound

Passing over

Drawing closer

Sheer horizon

Flame horizon

Haze of morning

Magnets drawing

Over the forewords

Now entangle

All tomorrow

Gone.

Gone.

Through crumbled fingers gone.

Can never be recollected.

All pastness gone

To the crumbled dogma-ing past.

Can never be recollected.

Passing over...

All the dark blades....