The best song on an otherwise abundantly superior album best describes this one. Really makes a person wonder how Chantal K is constrained mainly to the Canadian market...
In any case, I interpret this as a sense that a person is nothing but their memories--many slices of time that define us, and transient in the sense that once we're dead, that's it; we die, those who knew us will, too, and nobody cares. This contrasts with what we're told about getting into heaven (hence the reference to Covenant and transcending and this being "your show").
Many people have such thoughts. Few can relay it in such a solid song, though!
The best song on an otherwise abundantly superior album best describes this one. Really makes a person wonder how Chantal K is constrained mainly to the Canadian market...
In any case, I interpret this as a sense that a person is nothing but their memories--many slices of time that define us, and transient in the sense that once we're dead, that's it; we die, those who knew us will, too, and nobody cares. This contrasts with what we're told about getting into heaven (hence the reference to Covenant and transcending and this being "your show").
Many people have such thoughts. Few can relay it in such a solid song, though!