Tiny spheres float in fragile fashion on fluid surfaces
Like time capsules of all ages and spacious intervals
All days and months and years
They hold days and months and years
They hold days and months and years
They hold on to

They are so exposed to surface tension
And pressures of the atmosphere
And they're cashing death threats
Their obituaries merely substance of memory
But death can bring new life
Though most things must die

Float on in fragile fashion
Float on in fragile fashion
Floating onward
Ever waiting for the end to come
That brings all to closure

Clocks are grinning
Bearing witness to the passing time
That turns all to memory
Floating onward
Ever waiting for the end to come


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    General CommentAmazing song, it caught my ear on Pandora...I guess the overall meaning's pretty obvious. My interpretation is that one should regard death as inevitable but live independently of its memory.
    Myonaon August 21, 2010   Link
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    General CommentIt's a tough choice between 'Without Fear Of Their Return' and this beauty, but I'm going to have to take the rebel's road and go with the latter. Weaver has always struck at the heart with such meaningul complex lyrics. They never disappoint.
    Serravalleon February 01, 2012   Link

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