I could be totally wrong, but this song makes me think of how little time we have and how important it is for us to hold on to the things that are truly remarkable, yet we often don't.
We are all sparks of light.
We are sparks of light but we hide it.
Circling the park, a revolution in miles
How long must we walk as men to be gods?
We come and go alone, oh it’s proved a bad, bad plan
You should have told me I’d be born so soft
Circling the park, a revolution in miles
How long must we walk as men to be gods?
We come and go alone, oh it’s proved a bad, bad plan
You should have told me I’d be born so soft
These parts are what give me the impression of life being so fragile and soft... and our inevitable death.
These parts are what give me the impression of life being so fragile and soft... and our inevitable death.
I could be totally wrong, but this song makes me think of how little time we have and how important it is for us to hold on to the things that are truly remarkable, yet we often don't.
We are all sparks of light. We are sparks of light but we hide it.
Amazing end to a really great album.
Circling the park, a revolution in miles How long must we walk as men to be gods? We come and go alone, oh it’s proved a bad, bad plan You should have told me I’d be born so soft
Circling the park, a revolution in miles How long must we walk as men to be gods? We come and go alone, oh it’s proved a bad, bad plan You should have told me I’d be born so soft
These parts are what give me the impression of life being so fragile and soft... and our inevitable death.
These parts are what give me the impression of life being so fragile and soft... and our inevitable death.