By This River — Martin L. Gore

Here we are

Stuck by this river,

You and i

Underneath a sky thats ever falling down, down, down

Ever falling down

Through the day

As if on an ocean

Waiting here,

Always failing to remember why we came, came, came:

I wonder why we came

You talk to me

As if from a distance

And I reply

With impressions chosen from another time, time, time,

From another time