One Word
Eno / Cale Lyrics

Night-time is falling on the louvre.
The sun is setting on the Louvre. A day spent without any significant excitement.

It's been a lazy afternoon.
A mundane afternoon with nothing important to do.

We walk to the house, the air is clear, The water's still moving in the pool.
As we walk towards our house, the fresh and comfortable breeze blows around us, and the pool water reflects the sunlight with ripples.

You say one word.
You utter a solitary word.

The same one sound.
The sound of that word is predictable and recognizable.

Thing it makes, Again. the world go 'round.
That word has a compelling charm, as if it can turn the world around.

One word; you'll see We fight. you can't win - We're in the same place A game. but not the same spin.
One word has intensified our situation, and we argue with each other even though neither of us can win. We're playing the same game with differing strategies.

Let it all if it fades away, Fade away. I don't mind.
It's acceptable if everything is forgotten and fades away in time. There is no point worrying about it.

We were miles away, we were miles away, We were miles and miles away.
Both of us have been lost in thought and not entirely present.

Remember this oil by augustus john? These are the ones I found in rome. There are few things I keep for long. When does your plane leave for cologne?
Your memory of paintings reminds me that I don't generally keep many things for very long. When are you planning to leave for Cologne?

I recall one word - The train - I saw - People danced that's all it took Again. to turn them around. One world strange world, We're in. no sound. We'll find the same things The same thing. are everywhere around. Never mind... you'll see, With time, with time We'll dance again. we'll dance again. If it all fades away... let it all fade dancing away.
I remember a previous incident involving a train, where as soon as music started playing and people began dancing, it changed their mood into a more positive one. We can find the same experience in other strange worlds. It doesn't matter much as we'll dance again over time. If everything that is going well now fades away, it doesn't matter.

All the sounds I heard one word, On a summer night, I found, And the quiet words that's all it took We exchanged. I felt to turn him around. She was pulling back she watched. To emphasize - he sighs. I was falling he waits for Into mona lisa's eyes. a touch of her eyes. And she turned, and then And she turned, she turns away. She was far away. she won't let him She was miles away. touch her any more today.
I recall an instance on a summer night when a single word was enough to shift our mood. The quiet words we exchanged had a powerful effect. She hesitated and watched him, and he waited for a touch and fell into Mona Lisa's eyes. And then she turned and left, refusing to allow him to touch her again for that day. She was miles away.