Forever Falling - Van Der Graaf Generator

I reorganised the diary

I had pencilled in a window for us to meet

Though I knew that you’d be dancing to a different beat

When you showed up.

I was ready

For whatever psychodrama you’d got in store

Yeah we both knew thaty we’d been through this before.

Check the time and motion

Put a stopwatch on the story and don’t look back

As we lock in to our repetitious act

You’re the eager beaver, keen to make a mark

I’m a true believer, whistling in the dark

Building up the fever

Over and over we go through the motions

Hold on the notion one day it might change

Try not to show it but we’re lost in the moment

Meanwhile I try to hang on to the ghost of a chance

Falling through my fingers

Season by season we seek an agreement

Beyond rhyme and reason, however estranged

Meeting and greeting, our time here is fleeting

Meanwhile we wheel around in an impression of dance

Falling through our fingers

It’s all falling through our fingers

What d’you really want?

Dare you ever say

What you really want?

Watch it slip away…

And the moral of the story

If there’s one at all is, surely, to get a grip

On what’s forever falling through our fingers

Forever falling through our fingertips

You’re the eager beaver, keen to make a mark

I’m a true believer, whistling in the dark

What a pair of divas!

What a pair of bright sparks!