Slice Of Time Lyrics
| Song | Slice Of Time |
| Artist | David Crosby |
| Album | Croz |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| A slice of time | |
| Curling, peeling | |
| Back from the edge of the knife | |
| Light fluttering | |
| As if between two trains | |
| Motordrive frames of life | |
| Long blends of days | |
| Stream into nights | |
| Consciousness barely coping | |
| The land going by seems level | |
| But really the tracks are | |
| Increasingly sloping | |
| Images, images, images, images | |
| Arranged against a blank wall | |
| Images, images, images, images | |
| Telling the truth to us all | |
| Pluck out a day | |
| A week or an hour | |
| Hold it up, hold it up, to the light | |
| Freeze the frame | |
| Really look at the faces | |
| With all of your sight | |
| See the eyes | |
| Looking at you | |
| immerse yourself into that minute | |
| my teacher said time is elastic | |
| I wonder just what | |
| I’ll find in it | |
| Images, images, images, images | |
| Arranged against a blank wall | |
| Images, images, images, images | |
| Telling the truth to us all | |
| A slice of time | |
| Curling, peeling | |
| Back from the edge of the knife |
| A slice of time | |
| Curling, peeling | |
| Back from the edge of the knife | |
| Light fluttering | |
| As if between two trains | |
| Motordrive frames of life | |
| Long blends of days | |
| Stream into nights | |
| Consciousness barely coping | |
| The land going by seems level | |
| But really the tracks are | |
| Increasingly sloping | |
| Images, images, images, images | |
| Arranged against a blank wall | |
| Images, images, images, images | |
| Telling the truth to us all | |
| Pluck out a day | |
| A week or an hour | |
| Hold it up, hold it up, to the light | |
| Freeze the frame | |
| Really look at the faces | |
| With all of your sight | |
| See the eyes | |
| Looking at you | |
| immerse yourself into that minute | |
| my teacher said time is elastic | |
| I wonder just what | |
| I' ll find in it | |
| Images, images, images, images | |
| Arranged against a blank wall | |
| Images, images, images, images | |
| Telling the truth to us all | |
| A slice of time | |
| Curling, peeling | |
| Back from the edge of the knife |
| A slice of time | |
| Curling, peeling | |
| Back from the edge of the knife | |
| Light fluttering | |
| As if between two trains | |
| Motordrive frames of life | |
| Long blends of days | |
| Stream into nights | |
| Consciousness barely coping | |
| The land going by seems level | |
| But really the tracks are | |
| Increasingly sloping | |
| Images, images, images, images | |
| Arranged against a blank wall | |
| Images, images, images, images | |
| Telling the truth to us all | |
| Pluck out a day | |
| A week or an hour | |
| Hold it up, hold it up, to the light | |
| Freeze the frame | |
| Really look at the faces | |
| With all of your sight | |
| See the eyes | |
| Looking at you | |
| immerse yourself into that minute | |
| my teacher said time is elastic | |
| I wonder just what | |
| I' ll find in it | |
| Images, images, images, images | |
| Arranged against a blank wall | |
| Images, images, images, images | |
| Telling the truth to us all | |
| A slice of time | |
| Curling, peeling | |
| Back from the edge of the knife |
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