"Zeitgeist" as written by and William Patrick Corgan....
Flung high
The salutations
The deep curse
And the shudders closed

The spring house
In the making
A good house
Of the many stones
In my soul
And fears I don't know
I hear there's a march
We should go

lost on this road
are there any real
Sundays to find

Unveil
On the rising
The paramount
Of the eyes of kings
As you saw
What I'm seeing
You thaw
From the fires

There's pace
In your game
And wake
In you strays
I ache from the center rounds

Lost on this road
Are there any real
Sundays to find
Lost on this road
Are there any real
Souls

Don't hear what I hear
Don't see what I see
Don't leave what I must
Leave behind

Lost on this road
Are there any real
Sundays to find

This stop
I am hunger
The deep well
Of a stranger hell
And this hearts
A lonely hunter now

I'm lost on this road
Are there any real
Sundays to find

I'm lost on this road
Are there any real
Souls

Are there any real souls
To find


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Zeitgeist song meanings
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  • +1
    General CommentThis is by far my favourite song on the Zeitgeist album. Followed closely by Stellar. Some of these lyrics might be a little off, but I did my best at transcribing the song. Enjoy.
    hazed_0x539on July 12, 2007   Link
  • +1
    General CommentOffical lyrics from booklet:

    Flung wide
    The salutations
    The deep curse
    And the shudders closed

    A spring house
    In the making
    On good earth
    Of the many'd souls
    In my soul
    And fears I don't know
    I hear there's a march
    We should go

    Lost on this road
    Are there any real
    Sundays to find?

    Unbound
    On the rising
    The pell mell
    Of the miser kings
    As you saw
    What I'm seeing
    You thaw
    From the fires

    There's pace
    In your gait
    And wake
    In your straits
    I ache from the center out

    Lost on this road
    Are there any real
    Sundays to find
    Lost on this road
    Are there any real
    Souls

    Don't hear what I hear
    Don't see what I see
    Don't leave what I must
    Leave behind

    Lost on this road
    Are there any real
    Sundays to find

    This stop
    I am hunger
    The deep well
    Of a stranger held
    And this heart
    A lonely hunter now

    I'm lost on this road
    Are there any real
    Sundays to find

    I'm lost on this road
    Are there any real
    Souls

    Are there any real souls
    To find
    Dasuitekillaon July 22, 2007   Link
  • +1
    General CommentI agree that this is the best song on Zeitgeist. It's really a shame that it was limited to being a bonus track. It's a far more fitting closing for the album than Pomp and Circumstances.
    hokusmanon December 25, 2007   Link
  • +1
    General Commenttoo bad they didnt put it on the regular album.
    that way there would have been one song for each of the 13 stripes on the American flag...!
    and also because Zeitgeist desperatly needed softer songs like this.
    master_erkon August 22, 2008   Link
  • +1
    General Commentdon't know if this helps bet here are two definitions of "Zeitgeist"

    the spirit of the time; general trend of thought or feeling characteristic of a particular period of time.

    The general moral, intellectual, and cultural climate of an era; Zeitgeist is German for “time-spirit.” For example, the Zeitgeist of England in the Victorian period included a belief in industrial progress, and the Zeitgeist of the 1980s in the United States was a belief in the power of money and the many ways in which to spend it.

    maybe he's saying there isn't any 'spirit' in this age and maybe he's looking for someone/thing with hope or honesty i.e. a "real soul."

    idk
    big brotheron August 21, 2009   Link
  • +1
    General CommentCheck out If All Goes Wrong guys because at the end of the live performance, Billy turns to Jimmy and says ''That's a great song you wrote Jimmy''.

    Amazing lyrics from Jimmy here. My perception of the song has totally changed since I found out Jimmy wrote it...
    SweetSweet1979on January 28, 2010   Link
  • 0
    General CommentIm not sure of the lyrics either in any case i think its a real gem of a song. Heres what i think the lyrics are...

    Flung wide
    The salutations
    The deep curse
    And the shudders closed

    The spring house
    In the making
    A good earth
    Of my many stones
    In my soul
    And fears I don't know
    I hear there's a march
    We should go

    lost on this road
    are there any real
    Sundays to find

    Unbound
    On the rising
    The paramount
    Of the miser kings
    As you saw
    What I'm seeing
    You thaw
    From the fires

    There's pace
    In your gaze
    And wake
    In your strays
    I ache from the center rounds

    Lost on this road
    Are there any real
    Sundays to find
    Lost on this road
    Are there any real
    Souls

    Don't hear what I hear
    Don't see what I see
    Don't leave what I must
    Leave behind

    Lost on this road
    Are there any real
    Sundays to find

    This stop
    I am hunger
    The deep well
    Of a stranger held
    And this hearts
    A lonely hunter now

    I'm lost on this road
    Are there any real
    Sundays to find

    I'm lost on this road
    Are there any real
    Souls

    Are there any real souls
    To find

    ...if anyone has the official lyrics PLEASE POST!!! i am dying to know.
    madroxon July 15, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General CommentIt might be "And wake in your strengths"
    madroxon July 16, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General CommentThanks Dasuitekilla :)
    madroxon July 24, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General CommentIs it maybe about finding hope and honesty in a world that is without that.
    PCS153on March 14, 2008   Link

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