Golden Frames

Don't wait for me! I'm left behind Broken! Unlightened sight (Down) Arousing spite (Broken) The mirk is blind (Down) I glide within (Never) No thing discerned (Blinded) No ways to see (Suddenly) A radiant to face (Waited on) Illumining the pathing (Look around) Embellishing the space (This is art) This fading glim on the footway's Gone astray - what a play Something's wrong! My сar has gone mad! (No) I'm short of time (No) Another car's ahead (No) Not quick enough The metal soughs My love is here beside me Can't let her getting harm But now it scatters my sense My thoughts are cluttered and impaired In front of God And now I see my last paintings! So pure and clear I wish I could Slip back in time And picture that Light by the drive This fading glim on the footway's Gone astray - what a play Don't be cruel! Let me save her life! And now I see my last paintings! So pure and clear I rip them off the golden frames Rearrange! (Now) I guess I can (I) Slip back in time (See) And picture that Glim by the drive (Now) I wish I could (I) Slip back in time (See) And picture that Light by the drive I wish I could Slip back in time