(The lyrics currently shown here are for Big Hush, not Fish Below the Ice; I've submitted an update.)
So, we've got satellites beaming information and culture equally to all mankind (or at least all Europe).
But information isn't necessarily meaning. (Especially when some of it is just propaganda, the Voice of America.) Is there really any more meaning in our culture than in the paintings of early iron age culture?
And is our culture any more permanent? If we nuke the world tomorrow, how much will be left for people to pore over in a couple millennia?
The chorus is hopeful. The fish below the ice represent the murky, hidden reality beneath what we normally perceive—and sometimes, we actually can see it. Sometimes, we even fight the good fight. Of course the last line takes away a lot of the hope.
(The lyrics currently shown here are for Big Hush, not Fish Below the Ice; I've submitted an update.)
So, we've got satellites beaming information and culture equally to all mankind (or at least all Europe).
But information isn't necessarily meaning. (Especially when some of it is just propaganda, the Voice of America.) Is there really any more meaning in our culture than in the paintings of early iron age culture?
And is our culture any more permanent? If we nuke the world tomorrow, how much will be left for people to pore over in a couple millennia?
The chorus is hopeful. The fish below the ice represent the murky, hidden reality beneath what we normally perceive—and sometimes, we actually can see it. Sometimes, we even fight the good fight. Of course the last line takes away a lot of the hope.