Think seems to be about findings and cherishing those moments of 'solace', comfort and consolidation, that we each need:
Some sign of forgiveness
Some form of release
Is all that she asks for
Is all that she needs
She waits for the day when
She feels more at ease
Some time to be careful
Some time left in peace
despite also feeling the pressure of the rat race...
You're wasting the moment
Biding your time
No one got ahead
Standing in line
There is also the sense that the subject wishes that everyone else would also stop and take the time to appreciate life:
You're hoping for solace
Well, just look around
Everyone here is
Standing in line
The core moral, for me at least, is that because life is so precious (yet precarious) and beautiful (yet finite, liminal and mortal), we need to make the most out of it:
Cold stars of the future
Burn bright in the past
These moments of solace
They don't last
They cannot last
Truly beautiful song, interwoven with some stirring orchestral violin in the background.
Possibly the most evocative quality of the song for me is its memories for me. I was lucky enough to see A-Ha in their final farewell tour a few years back with my parents, at a time where life was very different. It is indeed a moment of solace that I can look back to then with fond memories.
Think seems to be about findings and cherishing those moments of 'solace', comfort and consolidation, that we each need:
Some sign of forgiveness Some form of release Is all that she asks for Is all that she needs She waits for the day when She feels more at ease Some time to be careful Some time left in peace
despite also feeling the pressure of the rat race...
You're wasting the moment Biding your time No one got ahead Standing in line
There is also the sense that the subject wishes that everyone else would also stop and take the time to appreciate life:
You're hoping for solace Well, just look around Everyone here is Standing in line
The core moral, for me at least, is that because life is so precious (yet precarious) and beautiful (yet finite, liminal and mortal), we need to make the most out of it:
Cold stars of the future Burn bright in the past These moments of solace They don't last They cannot last
Truly beautiful song, interwoven with some stirring orchestral violin in the background.
Possibly the most evocative quality of the song for me is its memories for me. I was lucky enough to see A-Ha in their final farewell tour a few years back with my parents, at a time where life was very different. It is indeed a moment of solace that I can look back to then with fond memories.