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Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson |
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A hot and windy august afternoon |
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Has the trees in constant motion |
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With a flash of silver leaves |
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As they're rocking in the breeze |
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The boy lies in the grass with one blade |
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Stuck between his teeth |
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A vague sensation quickens |
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In his young and restless heart |
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And a bright and nameless vision |
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Has him longing to depart |
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You move me --- |
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You move me --- |
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With your buildings and your eyes |
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Autumn woods and winter skies |
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You move me --- |
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You move me --- |
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Open sea and city lights |
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Busy streets and dizzy heights |
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You call me --- |
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You call me --- |
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The fawn-eyed girl with sun-browned legs |
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Dances on the edge of his dream |
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And her voice rings in his ears |
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Like the music of the spheres |
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The boy lies in the grass, unmoving |
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Staring at the sky |
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His mother starts to call him |
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As a hawk goes soaring by |
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The boy pulls down his baseball cap |
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And covers up his eyes |
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Too many hands on my time |
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Too many feelings --- |
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Too many things on my mind |
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When i leave i don't know |
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What i'm hoping to find |
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When i leave i don't know |
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What i'm leaving behind... |
