exploring the multiverses sound by sound and word by word
Story behind the song
history never repeats - yeah right ....
Lyrics
tales lost on creek banks, stories on the shores
smiles lost to laughter, laughter to the mores
staring across the water with far and distant plans
echoes of the reasons of who and where you stand
motioning the martyrs as they come and prey in place
on the souls of those who left before, somehow with no trace
lines of less resistance, powered through the dark
ragged burns of lightning left powdered on your heart
calling for salvation or at least to mend your ways
among the paths of righteousness, amid amen and praise
supper for the last watch, dinner for the rest
tomorrow brings that final hour to those who are best dressed
dawn breaks across an early age
rising like a spectre from the debts
golden eras march across that stage
the sands, the waves that time has spent
fables of those moments, parabled paradox
lands of milk and honey and worlds best left forgot
dreams of enlightenment leave killing fields instead
receipts for those industrious blank stares of the dead
mourning cries across the void it seems
reliquaries of poisoned soil, air and acid rain
against the rising tide of those voiceless screams
yearning for enlightenment, or an ending
