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Seventh Wave Lyrics
Till the end fo time, the world stops, we all stand still
Let the floods come as they always do, watch the sun break through
We are memories and signs, some of what we leave behind,
waiting for the wave
We are fragments made of time, we are broken, we are fine
There is something, repetition
Real life, not some exhibition
I wouldn't wish it on you, I wouldn't wish it on myself
The sanitorium is overworked and cannot help
They steal you from a future life, you've got to stop hurt
A thousand ways you can escape, disappear and fade away, tell me that I'm wrong
All the strength can make you weak, chasing you and chasing me all night
There is something, repetition
Real life, not some exhibition
I wouldn't wish it on you, I wouldn't wish it on myself
The sanitorium is overworked and cannot help
The ballast needs your spade, you make it back like no one else
There is something, repetition
Real life, real life, real life, real...
I wouldn't wish it on you, I wouldn't wish it on myself
The ballast needs your spade, you make it back like no one else
The sanitorium is overworked and cannot help
I wouldn't wish it on you, I wouldn't wish it on myself
Let the floods come as they always do, watch the sun break through
We are memories and signs, some of what we leave behind,
waiting for the wave
We are fragments made of time, we are broken, we are fine
Real life, not some exhibition
The sanitorium is overworked and cannot help
A thousand ways you can escape, disappear and fade away, tell me that I'm wrong
All the strength can make you weak, chasing you and chasing me all night
Real life, not some exhibition
The sanitorium is overworked and cannot help
The ballast needs your spade, you make it back like no one else
Real life, real life, real life, real...
The ballast needs your spade, you make it back like no one else
The sanitorium is overworked and cannot help
I wouldn't wish it on you, I wouldn't wish it on myself
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I think this is about living and the fact that death is ahead of us. When you die, all you've basically left is a memory and a few other things. The flood and the end of time is the death of you and we're all just little fragments in a long life strand of the world. Living and death happens every single day because it is real life and it's repetitive. Sure, you wouldn't wish it on someone to die but it happens.