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Uncertain Weather

(Banks, Rutherford)

Calling All Stations, 1997

A day of uncertain weather
Captured in a frame forever
A face in a faded photograph

He must have had a life
Maybe with a family
People who meant everything to him
A sinner, a saint, a soldier
Caught up in a war he never had a chance to start to build a life

All gone, long ago
Leaving no trace, disappearing like smoke in the wind
To become just a face without a name
Leaving no trace, disappearing like smoke in the wind

Hopes and fears, important plans, forgotten memories
Footsteps fading in the sand, ooh
Sleeps and dreams, small and grand, nothing left to see
Footsteps fading in the sand, ooh

Someone who casts the shadow, maybe just a lazy man
Doesn't make much difference now, it's true
A day of uncertain weather
Captured in a frame forever
A face in a faded photograph

All gone, long ago
Leaving no trace, disappearing like smoke in the wind
To become, just a face without a name
One more to add to the total
Of those never heard of again
Yes he's gone, just a face without a name
Leaving no trace, disappearing like smoke in the wind
All gone, just a face without a name
Leaving no trace, disappearing like smoke in the wind...

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