By this river de Brian Eno

Here we are
stuck by this river,
you and i
underneath a 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