That Legendary Wooden Lion

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Blank Moments

Weard / Raymond / Bensusan

Available on the album 'Fallout' by Roy Weard and Last Post

and on the album Writing in a Skeleton Key by That Legendary Wooden Lion

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It's like staring out the window on a late night tube

The pattern slowly changes but you're not sure if it moves

All alone and all exhausted but you haven't got a thing

Somewhere in your head an alarm bell rings

 

Blank moments

They torment

Blank moments

Waste away your life

 

You've been driving through the city, but you don't recall the road

Now with a jolt you wake up, 'cause the truck ahead just slowed

You've just come fifteen miles with your eyes blank and dead

And it hasn't left a trace of memory in your head

 

Blank moments

They torment

Blank moments

Waste away your life

 

I've been staring at this paper with a pen clasped in my hand

Now it's covered with my spider scrawl I barely understand

So I read it through and sign my sign with deft accomplishment

Was it me who crossed the 't' or was it one of them

 

Blank moments

They torment

Blank moments

Waste away your life