Sense of time
Pet Shop Boys
I was thinking about a dream I had
I had it again today
Where I was losing all sense of time
The hours slipped away
I was wondering if you were here
Somewhere nearby
But I couldn’t remember where I was
Or if we’d said goodbye
No sense of time
Not even night and day
No sense of time
What time is it anyway?
I was drifting through
An ancient town
Speaking schoolboy French
Listening to the avant-garde
Trying to make sense
Though everything
Was falling apart
There was music in the streets
And dancing
In a different party
To repetitive beats
No sense of time
No perfect tense
No sense of time
It all made perfect sense
No sense of time
No sense of time
In these imminent dark ages
If you find it too bizarre
And nothing
Seems to make sense anymore
Just remember who you are
I didn’t know what year it was
I wondered if I’d died
And found a world
Where living and dead
Were walking side by side
No sense of time
Not even night and day
No sense of time
What time is it anyway?
No sense of time
No perfect tense
No sense of time
It all made perfect sense
