Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun
Along the Long Road and on down the Causeway
Do they still meet there by the Cut
There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps
Running before times took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
To a life consumed by slow decay
The grass was greener
The light was brighter
When friends surrounded
The nights of wonder
Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some inner tide
At a higher altitude with flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world
Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
There's a hunger still unsatisfied
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
Though down this road we've been so many times
The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river
Forever and ever
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun
Along the Long Road and on down the Causeway
Do they still meet there by the Cut
There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps
Running before times took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
To a life consumed by slow decay
The grass was greener
The light was brighter
When friends surrounded
The nights of wonder
Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some inner tide
At a higher altitude with flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world
Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
There's a hunger still unsatisfied
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
Though down this road we've been so many times
The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river
Forever and ever
Lyrics submitted by Demau Senae, edited by toddk, hollowscene
"High Hopes" as written by Polly Anne Samson David Jon Gilmour
Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
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Those who didn't live right in the centre were blessed with nature a reasonable 10 minute walk away.
Ironically enough I used to take walks at exactly these parts of Cambridge while listening to this song, among other Pink Floyd songs.
There are many Cambridge specific things to take note:
1. The library is the only thing visible from afar, while at the field. It is absolutely huge, and you always know how to get back.
2. The falling apples scene is in the west of Cambridge, the only place where you can really see apples grow.
3. The key college is St John's. The bridge crosses the river via St John's.
4. There's punting.
5. The men with stilts do look like some of the young men in Cambridge.
7. You never see a scene with students inside a building. When inside a building, you are a baloon, you are a bubble. When you are outside, you are held.
8. Carrying the statue head looks an awful lot like carrying a rowing boat.
9. Bikes. Cambridge is a lot of bikes.
10. The large wheel, and then falling: connect hope + cycling + growth + falling and you get the idea.
11. Moving the wheel by hand: feels like a crutch almost. Why can't you use the wheel on a bike to actually speed you up?
12. The only place where you see a person in a building is the kid throwing out the large teddy bear. It looks like juxtaposition of some sort.
13. The bridge towards the end is the bridge you cross towards south part of Cambridge, typically for someone travelling from Homerton to West.
14. He finally releases all the baloons that he had, realising that... hey, they can go their own way, keep on going, passing through the university... they have no end, they'll be alive forever.
15. You never see authority in the picture. But often groups of people. There is a lot of independence in Cambridge, students are given the feeling of self drive.
There are other things that I do notice that feel Cambridgey but I don't know how to interpret them.
While Cambridge gave me things, it really hasn't changed who I am very much.