T for the taste of honey on your mouth I for the circle gazing through your life M for the memory of a 11 Sundays And E for the ecstasy of being one Time, god how it slips away, now don't it? L for the reason you and I were there O for the silver tongued flamingo V for the very thrill of a stolen fruit And E for the ecstasy of being one Love, god how it slips away, now don't it? H for the heat and cold of sorrow O for the orchestra with a sad refrain P for the pulling down of a graven idol And E for the ecstasy of being one Hope, god how it slips away, don't you find it? Oh L for the lowly shepherd's starving children I for the interest given by the rest F for the future faking of conditions And E for the empire evading in the sand Life, god how it slips away, now don't it, baby? ♪ Time on the clock is ticking out your lifetime Love and you hide your head beneath the sand Hope and you memorize your empty pocket, yes Life and you shake your head for a million years, yes you do These things, god how they slip away, now don't they? Time, love, hope, life These things, god how they slip away Now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now-now-ow