when it should learn to speak before it melts away
and thus express that each have words no one else will say
i have been floated to this thought this hour
on a series of events i cannot explain
gather your wit, your will, your luck, your power
that what it would effect that will not remain
a light shines through a little hole the hole's inside somewhere
the spiracle's obedience it is true, i swear
i have been floated to this thought this hour
on a series of events i cannot explain
gather your with, your will, your luck, your power
that what it would effect that will not remain
if one claims to know the way let fashion be his bride
and more akin to welcome in to being forced inside
and thus express that each have words no one else will say
i have been floated to this thought this hour
on a series of events i cannot explain
gather your wit, your will, your luck, your power
that what it would effect that will not remain
a light shines through a little hole the hole's inside somewhere
the spiracle's obedience it is true, i swear
i have been floated to this thought this hour
on a series of events i cannot explain
gather your with, your will, your luck, your power
that what it would effect that will not remain
if one claims to know the way let fashion be his bride
and more akin to welcome in to being forced inside
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The passage goes "I have been floated into this thought, this hour, this connection of events, by secret currents of might and mind..."
The quote relates to how Emerson believes that if people use their mind and examine what goes on around them, then what happens to them won't be surprising. If one doesn't use their intellect they won't understand why things unfold the way they do and thus they "will have been floated" into their situation.
As others have referenced, the chorus is obviously a reference to an essay by Emerson, which says:
"What am I? What has my will done to make me that I am? Nothing. I have been floated into this thought, this hour, this connection of events, by
secret currents of might and mind, and my ingenuity and wilfulness
have not thwarted, have not aided to an appreciable degree."
Everyone's actions are just determined by their genes and environment. Everything that exists and happens today only does so because it was caused by something else, tracing all the way back to the beginning of the universe. We have all been "floated" to our current lives by a particular "series of events", free will is an illusion.
When put together in paragraph form, it really is amazing how much beauty it retains while taking on a wholly different thing altogether. Beautiful songwriting and beautiful writing are different things, I believe. This song is both.
And it is true. I've been floated my whole life...
Some of the lyrics here are a little incorrect. But the gist is right.
We all did get to wherever we are by some crazy stream. Not so much about acid more about that essay.
Glad Jeff sang on it too. So did a bunch of other folks. All of whom have been and are being floated. I love Emerson.
Anyway, thanks. For real. Also thanks for the link to the essays!
Some of the lyrics here are a little incorrect. But the gist is right.
We all did get to wherever we are by some crazy stream. Not so much about acid more about that essay.
Glad Jeff sang on it too. So did a bunch of other folks. All of whom have been and are being floated. I love Emerson.
Anyway, thanks. For real. Also thanks for the link to the essays!
(and a good hint for your future otc experiences; theyre all about lsd, generally speaking)