Spider Monkey - Beth Gibbons, Rustin Man

Time is but a memory

The bitter note unsung

Running

Tryin' to find salvation

From the sorrow that is done

For the life of me

Will the sorrow rise

For this under

Underlies all I see

For time is but a memory

Beautiful for some

Feathered like a majorette

In a rose unsaid and done

Moments

Like a rainbow coloured sky

How they come and go

They come and go but why

For unknown

Is our fortune

And our fortune won’t let go

And our faith it will die with the sun

It will lie

Underneath

All will see

For time is but a memory

Beautiful for some

Feathered like a majorette

In a rose unsaid and done

But it’s all

All for our future

And our future won’t let go