This — Brian Eno

This chord This water This son This daughter This day This time This land It's all mine

This Calling Bell This Forge Bell This Dark Bell This The Knife Bell This calling This burden This falling The world's turning

This What I thought I knew This What I thought was true This I understood This In the deep wood This Ah there I stood a child so fair This On a certain square This Down the dirty stairs This To see the table set This With golden chairs This Ah to follow, follow, follow, follow there

This race And this world This feeling And this girl This revolver This fire This I'll hold it up higher, higher, high