Without A Word - Jack Bruce

Without a word

The time is mist

The branches twist against the sun

The leaves that left

Had to run

Without a word

Without a word

Without a word

Between the two

I’m losing you, losing you

In proud parades

The plans we laid

We can’t get through

Without a word

Without a word

Without a word

To say what’s yours

I’m losing you, losing you

In racing streets, where ends don’t meet

Tomorrow’s train

Has closed it’s doors

Without a word

Without a word