Brian Eno, By this river

here we are
stuck by this river
you and I
underneath the sky
that's 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