Mortaljive: The Rest is Silence

There is no still point in all the Universe, and that is the rock upon which I stand

Saturday, April 07, 2012

In the Meantime We Will Fly

we rose from water, we rose from the sea
the salty air, was everywhere, the salty air was free
the tide brought us to eden, never leaving
we were in paradise, but still we were bleeding

the shadows and the golden one, the golden sun
played hide and seek, and time to run
we could hear the howling, the mating calls
we held each other, after the fall
after the fall

we lifted our arms in thunderstorms
and lightning filled our eyes
rain became the messenger
all that lives will one day die
ah, in the meantime
in the meantime
in the meantime
we will fly

we planted seeds across the valleys
we built cathedrals and back alleys
there were dancers and musicians, listen
we were the latest edition, the latest edition of life

we lifted our arms in thunderstorms
and lightning filled our eyes
rain became the messenger
all that lives will one day die
ah, in the meantime
in the meantime
in the meantime
we will fly

we all lay down, never to rise again
we all lay down in the ocean, ocean
the tide will take all that was given
the tide will take us all

we rose from water, we rose from the sea
the salty air, was everywhere, the salty air was free
the tide brought us to eden, never leaving
we were in paradise, but still we were bleeding

the shadows and the golden one, the golden sun
played hide and seek, and time to run
we could hear the howling, the mating calls
we held each other, after the fall
after the fall

we lifted our arms in thunderstorms
and lightning filled our eyes
rain became the messenger
all that lives will one day die
ah, in the meantime
in the meantime
in the meantime
we will fly

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