Slowly the earth is turning
Slowly the flower stems are bending
Slowly the shape of the moon is changing
And all that will remain is a few images
And all that will remain is a few images
Slowly all the roads will end up uniting
Slowly all the hearts will end up beating
Slowly all the warriors will end their fighting
And all that will remain is a few images
And all that will remain is a few images
In time, words will have a different meaning
What was red, in time will become purple
Slowly the chord's tune is changing
And all that will remain is a few images
And all that will remain is a few images
Slowly you wake up and your love goes to sleep
Slowly you are melting the candles of your days
And in the end, for whatever you do
You won't be blamed
You might even forget your name
Because all that will remain
Are a few images in your brain
A few images
A few images