Here we are
standing on the edge of darkness
holding a lit cigar
and nobody wants to smoke
but I don't care
I go on
'cause how you are you gonna hang on to all that is gone?

Maybe in the next life we'll find who we are
Maybe in the next life we'll find a distant star and make it ours

Plants that grow are shrivelled up and soon replaced by luminescent cones
whose buzzing never stops
but I don't care
there's no time
for we've been living so long after our prime

Maybe in the next life we'll find out who we are
Maybe in the next life

Incidentally yesterday
wasted your time away

If all that I am is fool
And all that I hold is true
Then who can stop me from sticking around
One thousand years or two?


Lyrics submitted by alice_d

Luminescent cones song meanings
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