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The dancer slows her frantic pace
In pain and desperation
Her aching limbs and downcast face
Aglow with perspiration
Stiff as wire, her lungs on fire
With just the briefest pause
The flooding through her memory
The echoes of old applause
She limps across the floor
And closes her bedroom door
The writer stares with glassy eyes
Defies the empty page
His beard is white, his face is lined
And streaked with tears of rage
Thirty years ago, how the words would flow
With passion and precision
But now his mind is dark and dulled
By sickness and indecision
And he stares out the kitchen door
Where the sun will rise no more
Some are born to move the world
To live their fantasies
But most of us just dream about
The things we'd like to be
Sadder still to watch it die
Than never to have known it
For you, the blind who once could see
The bell tolls for thee, bell tolls for
For you, the blind who once could see
Bell tolls for thee, bell tolls for thee
In pain and desperation
Her aching limbs and downcast face
Aglow with perspiration
Stiff as wire, her lungs on fire
With just the briefest pause
The flooding through her memory
The echoes of old applause
She limps across the floor
And closes her bedroom door
The writer stares with glassy eyes
Defies the empty page
His beard is white, his face is lined
And streaked with tears of rage
Thirty years ago, how the words would flow
With passion and precision
But now his mind is dark and dulled
By sickness and indecision
And he stares out the kitchen door
Where the sun will rise no more
Some are born to move the world
To live their fantasies
But most of us just dream about
The things we'd like to be
Sadder still to watch it die
Than never to have known it
For you, the blind who once could see
The bell tolls for thee, bell tolls for
For you, the blind who once could see
Bell tolls for thee, bell tolls for thee
Lyrics submitted by shed27, edited by AhtenXevious
Losing It Lyrics as written by Geddy Lee Weinrib Alex Zivojinovich
Lyrics © Anthem Entertainment
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Peart is heavily influenced by Hemmingway many times in his lyrics. This one is a complete tribute to Hemmingway - he was a tough guy hunter / fisherman / boxer / bullfighting enthusiast who found it intolerable as he got older and lost his abilites, especially his writing ability, then killed himself. 'Where the sun will rise no more' is a direct reference to his novel 'The sun also rises', and 'the bell tolls for thee' a reference to his novel 'For whom the bell tolls'. So, Hemmingway is the writer finding that the words will not flow with passion and precision (he is known for his precise style). Look at a photo of the old Hemmingway and he has a white beard. Interestingly, Hemmingway coined the phrase 'grace under pressure', the name of the next Rush album. Hemmingway was not able to find grace under pressure, and shot himself.
@tgibbs3 Very well said!