@[Diderik:33655] "Your a holiday!" Was a popular term used in the 50s/60s to compliment someone on their all around. For example, not only are they beautiful, but they are fun and kind too ... just an all around "holiday".
I think your first comment is closer to being accurate. The singer/song writers state "Millions of eyes can see, yet why am i so blind!? When the someone else is me, its unkind its unkind". I believe hes referring to the girl toying with him and using him. He wants something deeper with her, thats why he allows himself to be as a puppet (even though for her fun and games) as long as it makes her happy. But he knows deep down that she doesnt really want to be serious with him and thats what makes him.
Goodbye my friend and mentor, we'll never see a man quite like you again.
In an age of revolution, restitution we sought
You were the spark we were the fuel and we burned bright as the sun.
Those were the days we could have fought anyone anywhere on anything,
and after all these years how could we try, should we try to follow someone else?
I can see the shadows on the foothills east of here;
stormy clouds and thunder in my heart.
We're on this train to nowhere and I don't know if we'll make it back again
because the fire's burning low and the wind is blowing mighty cold.
We're on this train to nowhere and I don't know if we'll make it back again
because the fire's burning low and the wind is blowing mighty cold.
Push push push until we get just what we want, we always
push push push 'til we can get them what they need
We can take the lives of others so that all may truly live,
but the will to truly live.. is something I can't give to them.
I can see the shadows on the foothills east of here;
stormy clouds and thunder in my heart.
We're on this train to nowhere and I don't know if we'll make it back again
because the fire's burning low and the wind is blowing mighty cold.
We're on this train to nowhere and I don't know if we'll make it back again
because the fire's burning low and the wind is blowing mighty cold.
Staring at the pieces of my dim reflection as I look into this Black Sea of atrophy
I just got the message of your passing from the man who digs our-
They are digging graves for all our dreams and it seems that they are digging by the clock
I can feel the old corruption peering from the crack, and I don't know if we can fight it back again.
I can see the shadows on the foothills east of here;
stormy clouds and thunder in my heart.
We're on this train to nowhere and I don't know if we'll make it back again
because the fire's burning low and the wind is blowing mighty cold.
We're on this train to nowhere and I don't know if we'll make it back again
because the fire's burning low and the wind is blowing mighty cold.
In an age of revolution, restitution we sought
You were the spark we were the fuel and we burned bright as the sun.
Those were the days we could have fought anyone anywhere on anything,
and after all these years how could we try, should we try to follow someone else?
I can see the shadows on the foothills east of here;
stormy clouds and thunder in my heart.
We're on this train to nowhere and I don't know if we'll make it back again
because the fire's burning low and the wind is blowing mighty cold.
We're on this train to nowhere and I don't know if we'll make it back again
because the fire's burning low and the wind is blowing mighty cold.
Push push push until we get just what we want, we always
push push push 'til we can get them what they need
We can take the lives of others so that all may truly live,
but the will to truly live.. is something I can't give to them.
I can see the shadows on the foothills east of here;
stormy clouds and thunder in my heart.
We're on this train to nowhere and I don't know if we'll make it back again
because the fire's burning low and the wind is blowing mighty cold.
We're on this train to nowhere and I don't know if we'll make it back again
because the fire's burning low and the wind is blowing mighty cold.
Staring at the pieces of my dim reflection as I look into this Black Sea of atrophy
I just got the message of your passing from the man who digs our-
They are digging graves for all our dreams and it seems that they are digging by the clock
I can feel the old corruption peering from the crack, and I don't know if we can fight it back again.
I can see the shadows on the foothills east of here;
stormy clouds and thunder in my heart.
We're on this train to nowhere and I don't know if we'll make it back again
because the fire's burning low and the wind is blowing mighty cold.
We're on this train to nowhere and I don't know if we'll make it back again
because the fire's burning low and the wind is blowing mighty cold.
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