As I hear the horses drawing close, over all the corpses we loved most. But I never see them. I never see them. This suggests to me that he has the belief, experience, or some limited observation that the soul may in fact be liberated, but he does not know for sure. That he doesn't "see them" means that he is not certain ('seeing is believing' - an ironic axiom if we assume the physical world, including sight, is fake). So he thinks death may take us to God, but he can't be certain of it. Also, he says he "never listens" to the myths and stories we are told- presumably of death reuniting us with God (aka "Heaven"). >There's a figure watching from the knoll. All the myths and stories we were told, but I never listen, I never listen. I think what's being said is that maybe we can't go by what people tell us. It may be true, it may not be. What counts is our own experience, our own pursuit of or journey for truth.">
One more set of observations as I was thinking about it:
I think the singer is expressing a sense of doubt. While he references what I interpret as the horse-drawn chariot ("soul") leaving from the corpses, he 'hears' the horses, but never sees them.
This suggests to me that he has the belief, experience, or some limited observation that the soul may in fact be liberated, but he does not know for sure. That he doesn't "see them" means that he is not certain ('seeing is believing' - an ironic axiom if we assume the physical world, including sight, is fake). So he thinks death may take us to God, but he can't be certain of it.
Also, he says he "never listens" to the myths and stories we are told- presumably of death reuniting us with God (aka "Heaven").
I think what's being said is that maybe we can't go by what people tell us. It may be true, it may not be. What counts is our own experience, our own pursuit of or journey for truth.